[Richter]
Left P-Town headin' out to Riverside
Crusin in the ride, doin' bout 85
Starin' at my pipe with no bowls to pack
Cuz in my pocket all I'm holdin is an empty sack<

everyday

This one's dedicated, to the Big LT and the reality of life

Take a moment smoke a bowl, let's talk about life (What's that?)
Simply reality of life
Now death to the mo

life_ain’t_what_it_seems


things_i_do

why do people always wanna know about Richter
what i do at home, how much i really smoke
if i really got as many bongs as i claim
if my bark¡¯s about drinkin just a game


the_joint

Yo, You gots the joint?
Naw, I got the joint!
Yo, Who's got the joint?
We all got the joint!

We all on point!
We all on point!

Yo, You gots

wickit_klownz

Kottonmouth Kings, Insane Clown Posse!!

When I get to California...
(It's on!!)
When I get there...
(Suburban Noize!!)
When I get to California...


live_your_life_(forget_the_future)


unxplanetory

D - L O C,
D is for the dank I bring,
Dash is for the hash being passed,
L is for my love, everlast,
O is for the outdoor organic,
C the confidence in me,

fire_it_up

Fire it up Fire it up Fire it up [x4]
Salu-Mutha Fuckin-Tations
Glad you came i see you got a reputation
Your in for a night full of blunts and beers.
Drinks and pits come

pimp_twist

That's life, that's the way it goes
Layin' down laws and taxin' hos
Sometimes I can't take no more
Always leaving shows through the back door

What you got D-Tok

dying_daze

are ya living to live
are you living to die
are you living a tale
are you living a lie
you got one life to life
are you living it right
you¡¯ve got one life

undaground_movement

Fire....It....Up

[D-LOC]

As the plot continues to get thicker
We move onto another chapter
We gettin wiser and older
But there's still more to capture

big_hoss

State of California, finds you guilty, guilty
Although I did them no wrong they laid a trap for me
Although I did them no wrong they dug a pit for me
So let's set and ruin, over

bump

Creep creep, I'm on the creep creep for the kind bud
O.C. late night, rollin' in the V-Dub
Sick of scrapin' resin so I'm lookin' for a sack
All I learn, I'll head for burn
spies

Sick and tired, the way they walk
Sick and tired, the way they talk
Sick and tired, the things they say
Sick and tired, where's my J?
Sick and tired, same old song