LIL' WYTE - Acid



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[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
  
  [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)




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