Full Throttle

[Chorus]
No turning back now going out full throttle puffin crazy mad herb
With our hands on the bottle
We some stoners wreaking havoc we ain't no role
Models- no turning back now no turning

Back now daze tensions high seems everyone's on edge walking
Over pits of fire on a skinny ledge
Now daze you loose control it's take what you can get where
Anarchy reigns supreme you ain't seen
Nothing yet now turning back now we going out full throttle

Watch out, back up, cause this is the fast lane
I got a lead foot, heavy boots, and three hoots on my brain
Ride looks like it';s on fire, but you know my engine's clean
I'm just smoking the tires, racing off every green

Step up, step up, if you got a little something
But your rev better be louder then my system that is bumping
Don't come round me talking shit if you're not built to the brim
Cause now you gonna get whipped, I never lose, I always win

Where you at, right here, and there's plenty more coming
See when the kings is in the house, everybody comes running
Meeting in the parking lot, to smoke pot before the shows
Hooking up with all the ladies, taking home all the ho's

We having fun, fuck yeah, will it stop, fuck no
I'd still be toking, blowing endo even if I was broke
Ain't that right d-loc (hell mothafucking yeah!
Fuck a fist or middle finger, throw your horns in the air

[Chorus]

Back now daze tensions high seems everyone's on edge walking
Over pits of fire on a skinny ledge
Now daze you loose control it's take what you can get where
Anarchy reigns supreme you ain't seen
Nothing yet now turning back now we going out full throttle

Fuck everybody if you said I couldn't rap
Your kicking fiction and I'm kicking facts
And it's like that
You ain't nothing but a fag

Let me write it on my pad
Just to get you mad
Now day's it seems like everybody on edge walking over pits of
Fire on a skinny ledge I'm

Going full bored falling till f fall out graduated high school
But a college drop out that don't
Mean shit because this not turning back
I got my bong my buds and my baseball bat ready for what ever at

Any time would ever
You gotta have that mental or this shit will get you no where
Got be cleaver and put it all together
Remember that saying I float like a feather come on dog how could
You think that you got it
Twisted do the math

[Chorus]

Back now daze tensions high seems everyone's on edge walking
Over pits of fire on a skinny ledge
Now daze you loose control it's take what you can get where
Anarchy reigns supreme you ain't seen
Nothing yet now turning back now we going out full throttle