| Not another drugstore not another town
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| Tired of the old skool i had to put it down
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| You know there was a man and he put the ground down
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| So we rollin’with the chemicals and we got the new sound
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| Chemical reflections like koolaid with owlsley
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| Wicked on the track you know me the drugstore cowboy
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| Down boy
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| Up and silly with the twin ring ring connect it then
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| Proceed to rip it like scissors
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| Comin’through your town like a fuckin’blizzard
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| Cheech wizard
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| High hat
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| (???) with the track
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| You know me rollin’with my click the one inch punch
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| And it’s like a bag a bunch
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| Come on and (???)
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| Chemicals… |