Freaks Of The Industry Lyrics - Hidden Stash - Kottonmouth Kings

Yeah, Suburban Noize, those Kottonmouth Kings 

Freaks come out at night, the freaks come out... 

Well... We're the freaks of the industry, Suburban Noize, Kottonmouth Kings 

The freaks of the industry, and when ya see us backstage be prepared to G 

Now they say that first do it means do it 

Time to freak, Saint Dog gets to it 

Not a heavy weight 

But I'll go twelve rounds with a jab of the stick I'm going lick for lick 

So give me the helmet, I'll be the stunt man 

Just relax, and I won't front like arena 

I mean to get the cream of the crop 

And I'll be taking it slow, never missin' a spot 

Yes caressin' your back, chest to chest, you're kissing on my nose ring 

I'll whisper in your ear, Saint Dog Kottonmouth King 

Oh big ST that's what you'll be screamin' and creamin' 

But its not a wet dream its the real, the freaky dog, dog nasty 

Never letting a kitty cat get past me 

Without picking it up, petting it teasing it, taking 3 home and pleasing it 

We're the freaks of the industry 

Suburban Noize, Kottonmouth Kings 

The freaks of the industry 

And when ya see us back stage be prepared to G 

Say you're G-in', nobody else is seein' 

And the freak that your with's in front of you 

Bending over naked as she's leaning on the dresser 

Boo-yeah, you're looking at her from the rear 

She looks just like Rebecca, not Rebecca with the singing career 

But the X rated video queen, ya know what I mean? 

All right here's the scene, you're lyin' on your back 

With your head on the edge of the bed 

The booty's 2 feet from your head, should you 

A. take the time to find a condom 

B. walk right over and you pound em 

C. tell her that you want her love 

well the answer is 

D. all of the above 

So you're freakin', the furniture's squeakin' 

she's tweakin', saying that she's weak in the knees 

Cheek for cheek, and pound for pound 

I'm taxin' it and waxin' it and workin' it around 

Till the booty starts makin' that clappin' sound 

Which is cool but your friends are chillin' in the other room 

The clap is getting louder, you don't want them to clown 

You in this situation, what do you do? 

A. plainly simply back up off her 

B. you hit it just a little bit softer 

C. you take it out and put it in her butt 

Well D's for Daddy X yo, yo listen up 

I put a towel on the floor by the 2 inch gap under the door 

And now ya can't see me anymore, to the lock 

Till they can't talk but they can listen 

There'll be no bargin' in, there'll be no dissin' 

Get back to the mission, broke out the whip cream and the cherries 

I go through all the 5 positions 

My head under her leg under my arm under her toe 

She says I like it when you scream, Daddy let yourself go 

I hit it, slid it, lick it, quit it, after the ride I put my clothes on I 

walk outside 

And before anybody has a chance to speak I say 

Yo I'm Daddy X I guess I'm just a freak 

We're the freaks of the industry 

Suburban Noize, Kottonmouth kings 

The freaks of the industry 

And when ya see us back stage be prepared to G