Bi-polar - Kottonmouth Kings

Written by：Doug Carrion/Robert Adams/Ricardo Gaez/

Tim Mcnutt/Dustin Miller/Brad Xavier

Wasted away trapped in their maze

Gotta get out

My punk rocks dirty my hip hops clean

My punk rocks dirty my hip hops clean

My punk rocks dirty my hip hops clean

One side has rust the other triple beam

One side is crazy phat the others pissed

One side has rust the other triple beam

And mean half of mes got problems

The other lives a dream

Well I'm bi polar I'm confused

Split personality I don't know which to chose

One side is filthy rich the other is dirt poor

Count me out a thousand times I still come back for more

We barely just began but already you're done

Get your a** up off the couch and roll another for fun

Cause I ain't even begun barely dented my stash

Open your eyes and grab a pipe or else it's time for you to dash

Where you gonna go when it's time to dash

Grab your sack don't forget your cash

Life moves fast gotta chose your path

Live while you live cue it might be your last

Watch your back it might be over

Sometimes I feel bi polar

I get confused I don't know where to go

So I stop slow the tempo

I ain't got hours in my day to smoke with people like you

Wasting my minutes like a cell phone that you merely abuse

With crooked views at first I questioned and these unpaid dues

Confuse me not no second guessing session veterans never lose

Grab your pipe cue you look confused

Rocking the mic with your unpaid dues

Life a b**ch we win or lose

How many people don't got a clue

Don't got a clue gotta figure it out

Cottonmouth kings will put it in your mouth

Eek haw don't feed the donkeys me and my honeys

Got nothing

Got nothing to say

Got nothing

Got nothing to say

Got nothing

Got nothing to say

Got nothing

The system is full of sharks the waters not that deep

A bunch of dirty sharks are snapping at my sleeve

Their poisoning my w**d I think I'm gonna bleed

And now I'm gonna jump

Well I'm bi polar I'm confused

Split personality I don't know which to chose

One side is filthy rich the other is dirt poor

Count me out a thousand times I still come back for more

Suburbs surprise open your eyes and get a grip on your scene

Realize your life alive and not a fairy tale dream

Most comfortable with slow flow shows how I like my things

And never pass a packed bowl unless you know there's some green

Like whoa burning to the floor

I'm feeling faded give me some more

Drank a beer and rolled a spliff

I do what I do you suck my dick

If you don't like it I don't give a f**k

I just took a sh*t and I just threw up

Blow it out your butt and out my throat

I choke and slow the tempo

Going going gone just put it out of the park

Another win for home team just put the bite with our bark

Just brought some light to the dark another dot hit the mark

You will never get your bowl burning if you don't got the spark

Pick it back up cue you might get piped

Slow your roll put your shoes on tight

Too much smoking you might get done

I'm done nothing no one

One side throw up

The other side full of love

How many live today got nothing but a big phat blunt

You're done

Got nothing got nothing got nothing to say

Got nothing got nothing to say

Got nothing got nothing to say