Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Power Trippin, artist - Kottonmouth Kings. Album song Hidden Stash III, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 20.11.2006
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Cleopatra, United Family
Song language: English
Power Trippin |
When I woke up today |
I felt so out of place |
Like I was from outer space |
I didn’t know a single face |
Guess I must be trippin' |
Trippin', trippin', trippin', trippin' |
Yo, I felt like I was on Mars |
Got people in my garage |
I thought it was a dream |
Or at least a fuckin mirage |
But yo I can’t believe these dumb asses still here |
Lookin pass me like Im headed to town with camouflage gear |
Who knows the feel that I feelin whos been in my shoes |
Have the party at your house |
Now youre singin the blues |
A bunch of people from the club still on the up and up |
Yo I must be trippin shits about to get ruff |
Ruff n' tuff ??? |
??? |
it’s the backyard bandit |
Come through smashing the slam dance fashion |
DGAF and theyre laughing out loud |
Cuz to me MC means Move the Crowd |
But for now, I need to put the mic down |
Put the mic down, put, put the, put the mic down |
Cuz I’m trippin like Dirtball in a mushroom cloud |
So I’m down extra special ??? |
breaking down |
Waking up from a nap havin bad dreams |
Tripping on my ass with the ganja green |
I see people all around tryin kill me |
So why do I think these things are in my sleep |
Like fallin from the sky and runnin from police |
What the??? |
say shit knee before you z??? |
Whatd I say yo theres demons in my sheets |
Oooh scary when youre havin bad dreams |
Now my pillows gettin wet and I’m starting to sweat |
Get out of bed and go see whats next |
To the sink so I can wash my face |
Look in the mirror because I’m feelin dazed |
Now my skins feeling fake and its tripping me out |
So I take a bubble bath relax and lay down |
Out of the bath head straight to the couch |
Open the house and turn the TV on |
Hot damn loc what am I to do |
Trying wake up but my eyes are like glue |
Stuck shut? |
just for luck? |
I got to pry them open |
Broke out my flame thrower now my joints really smokin |
Stepped out my bed landed right in some quicksand |
Sinkin and Im thinkin just as fast as I can |
Shazam my hand lashed on to the bedpost |
I rose like a ghost to the indo smoke |
I remember this one time when I was tripping balls |
And I had my window open started hearin dogs bark |
But I understood what the fuck they was speaking |
It sounded like words to me, what was I thinking |
Wheres my mind at is it still in my head |
Am I even still alive or am I suddenly dead |
I pinched my arm to find out if this is real or a dream |
I was in bed was sleeping I was just tripping |