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letra de loathing - dylan hansen

[intro]
we had 2 bags of gr-ss, 75 pellets
of mescaline, 5 sheets of high powered
blotter acid, a salt shaker half full of
cocaine, a whole galaxy of multi-colored
uppers, downers, screamers, laughers
also a quart of tequila, a quart of rum
case of beer, pint of raw ether, two dozen
amyls. not that we needed all that for the
trip, but once you get locked into a serious
drug collection, the tendency is to push it
as far as you can

[verse 1: dylan hansen]
in the land of the lost, tripped and fell
down the gutter, while you lost in the
sauce, only care for my brothers, only
care for my mother, only care for my
father, all you care for is money, funny
so why even bother? on the globe, i’m
a trotter, the devil gon’ give you enough
of murder mo’ murder more coffins, i’m
feelin low when i ponder, wander through
heaven and hell, they clipped my wings
so i fell, fuck this reality actually got me
stuck in a cell, i will prevail. most of these
b-tches want wifi, most of these people
want money, too. remember them days
with the vhs? remember them days with
the looney toons? grew up in the time before
iphones, been dreamin of switchin’ the time
zones. feel like the world and the time froze
look back at it now where did the time go?
aye, time don’t exist, flip it for profit, a
diamond a zip. gifted with knowledge
forbidden as this weed that i’m smokin’ she
chokin on d-ck. lsd got me inside of my head
i been floatin on clouds i’ll be back in a
bit. weed in the mornin’ it’s a beautiful day
i got things on my mind and a blunt on my
lip. aye, (aye) fuck what they say, they say
them dreams don’t come true. who the fuck
are they really? really just people like you
2012 started makin this music shit, saw what
i had they want nothin to do with it. now that
i’m poppin with thousands of views and shit
they wanna hit me up come and lets do this
shit, naw. (b-tch you thought, b-tch you
thought, b-tch you thought, b-tch you thought
b-tch you thought, b-tch you thought
b-tch you thought)

[outro]
a house subcommittee report says that illegal
drugs k!lled over 160 american gi’s last year –
40 of them in vietnam, drugs were suspec-(tuning
radio, slurring) one toke over the line.. one toke
you poor fool, sweet sweet mary, wait till you
see these god d-mn bats man! lets give the
boy a lift! what? no! wait, we can’t stop here!
this is bat country!

- dylan hansen

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