| Song | The Kind |
| Artist | Delinquent Habits |
| Album | Merry Go Round |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [Ives]Somebody said that there was bud here | |
| I'm kinda broke so | |
| I hope they're spreadin love here | |
| You know that if | |
| I had some herbals you know that | |
| I would share | |
| Ring the bells of | |
| Beijing and take you there, oh yeah! | |
| Started with a rickshaw pulled by 6 women | |
| Leather harness tightened embridled by all sin | |
| Roll through terreno get treated like you was kin | |
| Cause we all in the house again and want win | |
| So take midnite spin come in | |
| I hope your feel fine | |
| Just so you know | |
| I ain't takin yours to get mine | |
| With seas and mountains the internet and real time | |
| There's more than enough room for us all long as the sun shine | |
| Chorus 2XWe got the stuff you want and want real bad | |
| The kind that if you mamma turned it off and make you real mad | |
| The kind that turns all frowns to smiles | |
| The kind that turns full seats to full aisles[Kemo] | |
| Now you've been touched like | |
| Tony Toca, se vuelve loca | |
| They jaws drop when they hear my | |
| Latin lingo boca | |
| I represent the future things to come | |
| A song not yet sung the pain not yet brung | |
| Se admiran y me tiran cañonazos de lejos | |
| Con mi estilo y espejos se parecen al chueco | |
| Hueco en la maseta no pueden por eso cuelgan jeta | |
| Dejo que se escapen no stopin a fuckin languera | |
| The come in many caras en baras pasiwate | |
| Olvidate de mi estilo amigo no te conviene | |
| Quien viene, | |
| El Blaxicano que a dicho desde el principio | |
| Que somos | |
| Delinquentes con yerba y dos pistos | |
| Chorus[Kemo] | |
| Ya tranquilo chico, el mister listo dijo | |
| Que este pleito homie no tiene chiste mijo | |
| Cotorreando celebrando de nuevo kemando techo | |
| Tokes para el pecho a los quates que fuman eso[Ives] | |
| All I wanted to do for ya | |
| Was give ya'll voice so the whole world saw ya | |
| So I took stage in | |
| California> | |
| From the Sick | |
| Syde that's right we put it on ya[Kemo] | |
| Si no abuandan se espantan y corren como el coyote | |
| Pero los veo yo en la noche con ojos tecolote[Ives] | |
| Yeah to the left side we will past the doche | |
| Ridin most high to light up the noche | |
| Chorus |
| Ives Somebody said that there was bud here | |
| I' m kinda broke so | |
| I hope they' re spreadin love here | |
| You know that if | |
| I had some herbals you know that | |
| I would share | |
| Ring the bells of | |
| Beijing and take you there, oh yeah! | |
| Started with a rickshaw pulled by 6 women | |
| Leather harness tightened embridled by all sin | |
| Roll through terreno get treated like you was kin | |
| Cause we all in the house again and want win | |
| So take midnite spin come in | |
| I hope your feel fine | |
| Just so you know | |
| I ain' t takin yours to get mine | |
| With seas and mountains the internet and real time | |
| There' s more than enough room for us all long as the sun shine | |
| Chorus 2XWe got the stuff you want and want real bad | |
| The kind that if you mamma turned it off and make you real mad | |
| The kind that turns all frowns to smiles | |
| The kind that turns full seats to full aisles Kemo | |
| Now you' ve been touched like | |
| Tony Toca, se vuelve loca | |
| They jaws drop when they hear my | |
| Latin lingo boca | |
| I represent the future things to come | |
| A song not yet sung the pain not yet brung | |
| Se admiran y me tiran ca onazos de lejos | |
| Con mi estilo y espejos se parecen al chueco | |
| Hueco en la maseta no pueden por eso cuelgan jeta | |
| Dejo que se escapen no stopin a fuckin languera | |
| The come in many caras en baras pasiwate | |
| Olvidate de mi estilo amigo no te conviene | |
| Quien viene, | |
| El Blaxicano que a dicho desde el principio | |
| Que somos | |
| Delinquentes con yerba y dos pistos | |
| Chorus Kemo | |
| Ya tranquilo chico, el mister listo dijo | |
| Que este pleito homie no tiene chiste mijo | |
| Cotorreando celebrando de nuevo kemando techo | |
| Tokes para el pecho a los quates que fuman eso Ives | |
| All I wanted to do for ya | |
| Was give ya' ll voice so the whole world saw ya | |
| So I took stage in | |
| California | |
| From the Sick | |
| Syde that' s right we put it on ya Kemo | |
| Si no abuandan se espantan y corren como el coyote | |
| Pero los veo yo en la noche con ojos tecolote Ives | |
| Yeah to the left side we will past the doche | |
| Ridin most high to light up the noche | |
| Chorus |
| Ives Somebody said that there was bud here | |
| I' m kinda broke so | |
| I hope they' re spreadin love here | |
| You know that if | |
| I had some herbals you know that | |
| I would share | |
| Ring the bells of | |
| Beijing and take you there, oh yeah! | |
| Started with a rickshaw pulled by 6 women | |
| Leather harness tightened embridled by all sin | |
| Roll through terreno get treated like you was kin | |
| Cause we all in the house again and want win | |
| So take midnite spin come in | |
| I hope your feel fine | |
| Just so you know | |
| I ain' t takin yours to get mine | |
| With seas and mountains the internet and real time | |
| There' s more than enough room for us all long as the sun shine | |
| Chorus 2XWe got the stuff you want and want real bad | |
| The kind that if you mamma turned it off and make you real mad | |
| The kind that turns all frowns to smiles | |
| The kind that turns full seats to full aisles Kemo | |
| Now you' ve been touched like | |
| Tony Toca, se vuelve loca | |
| They jaws drop when they hear my | |
| Latin lingo boca | |
| I represent the future things to come | |
| A song not yet sung the pain not yet brung | |
| Se admiran y me tiran ca onazos de lejos | |
| Con mi estilo y espejos se parecen al chueco | |
| Hueco en la maseta no pueden por eso cuelgan jeta | |
| Dejo que se escapen no stopin a fuckin languera | |
| The come in many caras en baras pasiwate | |
| Olvidate de mi estilo amigo no te conviene | |
| Quien viene, | |
| El Blaxicano que a dicho desde el principio | |
| Que somos | |
| Delinquentes con yerba y dos pistos | |
| Chorus Kemo | |
| Ya tranquilo chico, el mister listo dijo | |
| Que este pleito homie no tiene chiste mijo | |
| Cotorreando celebrando de nuevo kemando techo | |
| Tokes para el pecho a los quates que fuman eso Ives | |
| All I wanted to do for ya | |
| Was give ya' ll voice so the whole world saw ya | |
| So I took stage in | |
| California | |
| From the Sick | |
| Syde that' s right we put it on ya Kemo | |
| Si no abuandan se espantan y corren como el coyote | |
| Pero los veo yo en la noche con ojos tecolote Ives | |
| Yeah to the left side we will past the doche | |
| Ridin most high to light up the noche | |
| Chorus |