[ Chorus 1: Lil' Wyte ]
Well I been trippin' for 10 hours on 3 hits of
liquid microdot (I'm on acid - acid) Gettin'
chased around the car by some midgets in the
parking lot (I'm on acid - acid) Eatin' doritos
through a tree, a million spiders after me (I'm on
acid - acid) I'm runnin' around havin' a fit, on
myself I'm about ta shit (I'm on acid - acid)
[ Lil' Wyte ]
Can you imagine feelin' all calm then all of the
sudden your fingers get numb? Knees start freezin,
what is the season? where we at? and why we
leavin? Trees are shrinkin', turnin' plants ta
roots and roots back inta seeds And clowns are
changin', comin' at me, different directions now
I'm freakin' Hoe's are rakin', body shakin' Mane,
I thought it was some crack Called the fire
department, told 'em I had a flame upon my back
This shit's crazy, plus enable, raisans dancing on
the table There's the horse, we got a horse, yeah
we do and I seen the stable Quit yo flaugin, I
ain't flaugin Got a beat in who ya talkin to I'm
talkin to you talkin to me Listenin' cuz I have
you and I have to Be kinda smart to even catch
that I might be trippin' but the pimpin' grippin'
gatta spit that With no expectancy I made a party
from a rivalry Accidently, kicked then tripped the
beef when he had ran by me Fuck police, we gon'
sanish this trick too well as the 50 shot of
purple microdot you will be gone a week
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[ Chorus 2: Lil' Wyte ]
20-20 vision blur and can't even feel the syrup
(I'm on acid - acid) I can smoke a pound of dro,
drink myself unda the flo' (I'm on acid - acid)
Put the straw up ta your nose, take the blow
straight ta your dome (I'm on acid - acid) You
passin' out in my front yard, throwin' up on Xanax
bars (I'm on acid - acid)
[ Lil' Wyte ]
Well I wishin I was sober, feel the shit from head
ta shoulders This ain't even halfway over, it's
the part I'm waitin ta show ya Laughin' long time
like hyenas, laughed a long time at vienas In the
can or out the can they still look like a can a
penis I'm the meanest, acid-takin,
down-south-cracka on the mic Change start
crankin', gotcha thinkin', good trip gon' turn ta
a fright Bubble poppin, trails are watchin', foes
done cross the fuckin' room My dogs came in the
den and made a mess and then thats for the broom
Now I'm 'Bouta hit the sack cuz I can't take this
shit no more Relax my mind, take a deep breath and
let my head sink in pillow Take a seven hour nap,
wake up seven minutes later This the greatest drug
the seventies is ever fucking gave us Yes it's
major don't be playin' - when you drop it will hit
ya If it's gel caps or liquid - microdots yes I'm
wit'cha And I'm flippin' cross the Roll, visual
contact lightning globe The space ship I'm flying
landed in the Bay - I have ta go
[ Chorus 3: Lil' Wyte ]
By now, I'm weak in some pain and my body's feelin
drained (I'm on acid - acid) Comin' down upon my
trip and my skin's abouta rip (I'm on acid - acid)
I'll prolly sleep till Thursday and it's only
Sunday (I'm on acid - acid) Wakin' up on that
Thursday to have another Saturday (I'm on acid -
acid) |
