| Well, I’ve been tripping for ten hours
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| On three hits of liquid microdot
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| I’m on acid
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| Man, what’s this suppose to do to us anyway man?
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| Getting chased around the car
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| By some midgets in the parking lot
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| I’m on acid
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| Hey, is that midget coming over here?
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| Eating doritos through a tree
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| A million spiders after me
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| I’m on acid
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| Oh come on, I bet you can’t eat just one
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| I’m running around having a fit
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| On myself I’m 'bout to shit
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| I’m on acid
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| Man, I gotta get to a toilet Dogg
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| Could you imagine feeling all confident
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| All of a sudden your fingers get
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| Please stop freezing
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| What is the season?
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| Where are we at?
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| And why are we leaving?
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| Trees are shrinking, turning past the roots
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| And roots back into season
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| Clouds are changing coming at me
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| Different directions now I’m freaking
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| Toes are raking, body shaking
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| Man I thought it was some crack
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| Called the fire department
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| Told them I had a flame up on my back
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| This is crazy busting able
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| Raisons dancing on the table
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| There’s a horse we gotta horse
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| Yeah, we do and I’ve seen the stable
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| Quit your flogging, I ain’t flogging
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| Gotta be then who you talking to?
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| I’m talking to you talking to me listen
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| 'Cause if you and I have to be kinda smart to even catch
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| That I might be tripping but the pimpin', grippin' gotta spit that
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| With no expecticy I made a party from a robbery
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| Accidently kicked and tripped the thief when he had ran by me
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| Fuck police we gonna send this district into LSD
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| Take this shot of purple microdot
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| You will be gone a week
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| 20/20 vision blurred
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| And can’t even feel the syrup
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| I’m on acid
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| Man, I can’t believe this stuff is stronger then that syrup
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| I can smoke a pound of dro
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| Drink myself under the floor
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| I’m on acid
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| I can’t even feel none of these beers man my eyes ain’t real
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| Put the straw up to your nose
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| Take the blow straight to your dome
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| I’m on acid
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| Don’t even mess with that snort Dogg, I’m trippin'
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| Your passing on in my front yard
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| Throwing up off zanex bars
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| I’m on acid
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| Look like you took about one two many of them pills
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| Well, I’m wishing I was sober
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| Feel the shit from head to shoulders
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| This ain’t even half way over
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| It’s the part I’m waiting to show ya
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| Laughing long time like Hyenas
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| Laugh a long time at mienas
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| In the can or out the can
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| They still look like a can of peanuts
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| I’m the meanest acid taker
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| Down south cracker on the mike
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| Chainsaw crankin', gotcha thinking
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| Good trick gone turned to a fright
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| Bubble popping, trails are watching
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| From across the fucking room
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| A dog came in the den and made a mess
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| And then asked for the broom
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| Now I’m 'bout to hit the sack
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| 'Cause I can’t take this shit no more
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| Relax my mind, take a deep breath
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| And let my head sink in pillow
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| Take a seven hour nap, wake up seven minutes later
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| It’s the greatest drug the 70's has ever fucking gave us
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| Yes it’s major, don’t be playing when you drop it, it will hit ya
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| If it’s gel caps or liquid microdots, yes I’m with ya
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| And I’m flipping cross the row
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| Visual contact, lighting glow
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| The spaceship I’m flying landed in the bay
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| I have to go
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| By now I’m weak, in some pain
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| And my bodies feeling drained
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| I’m on acid
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| Man, I feel like a can even walk no more
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| Coming down off of my trip
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| And my skins about to rip
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| I’m on acid
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| I can feel my hands hurting
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| I’ll probably sleep till Thursday
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| And it’s only Sunday
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| I’m on acid
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| I can’t wait to hit my bed man
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| Waking up on that Thursday
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| To have another Saturday
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| I’m on acid
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| Man, I can’t wait till I pass some more of that shit |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Acid 2004-5 , by - Lil Wyte. Song from the album Phinally Phamous Chopped & Screwed, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп