Well it's the high plane's drifter mixed with Jack the Ripper Dropping lyrics like some waiter, I was sitting on the shitter Hit you right in the kisser, popped like a blister Making moves on the track, check mate Bobby Fisher Mad at me, like I valeted your sister And I tipped her, just picture This a vicious one, I'm on a mission son This my kitchen stop you bitching "˜till the dishes done Not like you used to, might need a booster Chop up the beat like I used a yakuza And I am so stoned like I checked out Medusa
Run up on the track, liquor shot, Medusa Run up on the track, liquor shot, Medusa
No time like now, imma get it going Get the hell off of my cloud There ain't no room and I keep growing Watch me now I'll go no handed Got yo feet stuck in the granite Can't stand still, no, I can't stand it Keep it moving of the planets Yeah that new shit, the future That all should be useless Hang that nuisance from these nooses Yeah highly elevated, I feel at home in my zone Just wanna be sedated like my name is Joe Ramone Bag of bones inside my closet Bag of weed inside my pocket Keep it there to keep me cool Yeah fuck that drama I don't want it Yeah I run around getting high like you used ta I get so stoned like I checked out Medusa
We got to run up on the track Keeping us stoned as afulak I watch the captain and my clock Boo yaka boo yaka, see that! You get so stoned you see medusa from your left alikashak And every time we speak achak If I'm Medusa you're off I see I agrip, halle make you challis gon gush Ooh I'm gonna make you stoned Nana nema I move you to dat
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