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"Well good morning my friends, today we shall discuss the mushrooms.* |
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How many of you like mushrooms? Ah yes, very nice, very good. Now how many of you like psychedelic mushrooms? All right let's go find some. Form a single line behind me, walk slow (follow me kids, come one now, come on), you can do this , let's go." |
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What have these mushrooms all done to my mind |
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Running through the pines my head feels wrapped in twine |
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What have these mushrooms all done with my mind, |
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Truths I won't decline wash them down with wine |
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My life goes better with a mushroom, |
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I seem like I'm in a better mood when I'm on a mushroom, |
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Clouded up when I'm packing a boom clack clack kaboom, |
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Get the maniac sounds of I wanna ******' shrooma, |
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It's bound to do ya, all I gotta say is oh no I'm starin at a gobo |
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But it ain't my name I don't know my name so, |
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Why the ****** am I even tryna get a witness, |
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Nobody hangin' out with a weird mutha ******a like this |
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Like this everybody make a fist, that be the size of the shroom that I ate |
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I am so high that I intoxicate, anybody lookin' at me in another way |
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Gonna get a watermelon thrown at them yep yep I got em, |
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Oh ****** can't feel my nose I can't feel my toes |
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I'm gonna lay down on them, I'm in a full meltdown trippin on the way The tree blows and the way the wind caught them, |
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It's time to come to drips I got a long time til I hit bottom bottom |
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Bottoming out on the trip and psychotically flowing on all the ju ju |
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I'm not them, I'm proud enough to get up out of this chair, |
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I'm proud enough to stop pullin my hair, |
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I'm proud enough to get another mushroom outta my backpack |
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Yo sitting right there, gonna sit back close my eyes, |
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For I gotta get a move on back to life |
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This is the re-up and now is the time |
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Mushrooms on my mind |
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What have these mushrooms all done to my mind |
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Going back in time floating on my ride |
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What have these mushrooms all done with my mind |
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Seeing purple lines swinging through on vines |
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How many kinds of the mushrooms have u really ate, |
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I focus on eight comfortable ones that are no correlate, |
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Yo, u never can't tell when you eat them, |
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Poisonous or in salt don't eat them, treat em, do a lil' bit of thought, |
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Freedom, freedom, fighter when I wanna fight, fight |
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When I'm in the night shade and I know I gotta eat them, eat them, |
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I sit in my room and I bubble the water for tea, |
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Quicker to get in the blood stream, quicker to trip on the light beam, |
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Quicker to give it to y'all, dirtball u got me ****** up |
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Why the ****** you do this to us, didn't really wanna get this high, |
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Why you gots to make me fry, look man feel bad but it ain't my fault, |
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I'm the one over here yo stuck in a vault, |
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Where the vault come from don't know |
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But I gotta put a halt to the mushroom god, |
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Can't see a mutha ******' thing like I'm in a fog, |
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And nobody seemin to care that I'm dyin' a miserable death |
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With no one to call, no one to call and nowhere to fall, nowhere to fall, |
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I'll leave it to y'all, u too can be tall, |
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The thinner the fat the bigger the small, they call me the ball, |
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I'm really the one that can give u the sila sibilic advice, |
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Now won't that be nice |
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What have these mushrooms all done to my mind |
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Running through the pines my head feels wrapped in twine |
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What have these mushrooms all done with my mind, |
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Truths I won't decline wash them down with wine |
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We party, we party we do it nonstop |
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We party, we party until they call the cops |
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We party, we party we keep it hardcore |
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We party, we party, we party y'all |
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We party, we party we do it nonstop |
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We party, we party until they call the cops |
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We party, we party we keep it hardcore |
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We party, we party, we party y'all |
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What have these mushrooms all done to mind |
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Going back in time floating on my ride |
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What have these mushrooms all done with my mind |
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Seeing purple lines swinging through on vines |