Testo Vodka & Ayahuasca - Gangrene
Testo della canzone Vodka & Ayahuasca (Gangrene), tratta dall'album Vodka & Ayahuasca
This is an acid trip, rancid spit
Psychedelic capsules with some packs of shit
Vodka and Ayahuasca to capture a glimpse of ecstasy
You would need a tiny pill in this bitch
Now overdose over the doses prescribed by Doc Noba
The pot smoker, too high to be sober
I bleed smoke, my weed smoke is keef soaked
The re broke, the re roll
Enough to make three choke
One pass out, two re-smoke
When all's gone, we re-roach and then re-toast
We boast about that kush we roast
Best roast, top dollar, top of the charts
That's the West Coast
If I ain't high, then I must've just woke up
I stay high into the moon 'til the sun rolls up
Then I make clouds appear, the gas is massive
I'll clash your gastric, smash your glasses
Back from the ashes, spread like rashes
Flashes that matter, man, this be a classic
With new cuts, fuck that, gas is active
You are now inactive, bastards, we are back in action
Double G
So high, so high, so high
I must-must be out of my mind
In your system with extra strength
Travel at magnificent speeds around the universe
So high, so high, so high
I must-must be out of my mind
In your system with extra strength
Travel at magnificent speeds around the universe
Mix the vodka with the Ayahuasca
Indian shaman, the witch doctor
Leave your whole body stoned like Jimmy Hoffa, no stopper
'Cause once I go underwater, I go lower than Davy Jones' Locker
Double G's a show stopper
Headbanger, the dome rocker
Mix your noodle like pasta, fagioli
The one and only gang bacteria
So quarantine the immediate area
And it only gets scarier
Aerial attack, mosquito, malaria
There's no sparing ya
Don't procrastinate, I'll assassinate your character
Palmer Derringer, shoot to kill like Tom Berenger
If I ain't high, I'm not woke
Still dreaming, still flying through clouds of pot smoke
Blunt steaming, marijuana mixed with rock coke
Places you cannot go
Wall full of birds like Roscoe's, what you expect though?
It's a psychedelic expo, what I'm popping is not a mento
So tune in and drop out and let the best go ballistic on the tempo
Madman Mike, Dr. Demento
Alan the Chemist, fill up the jars, now it's replenished
Mix the Dimethyltryptamine with the Guinness
Double G society's menace
OX tenants, hell up in Venice
Time for me to handle my biz
Hide women and kids, it's Double G
So high, so high, so high
I must-must be out of my mind
In your system with extra strength
Travel at magnificent speeds around the universe
So high, so high, so high
I must-must be out of my mind
In your system with extra strength
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Writer(s): Michael Woodrow Jackson Sr.
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