Drop That (feat. Racecar) - Apoc

Bored at work, bored at home

‘Bout to go berserk when I heard the phone

Who could it be?

Caller unknown

Still pick it up cuz I’m all alone

‘Yo who’s this?'

‘Charlie Hughes'

‘Racecar, man, what’s good witchu?'

‘A whole bunch of nothin', ain’t shit to do

Got a little somethin' somethin' so I’ll slide on through'

Half an hour later and he’s at my door

Anxious to see what the kid done scored

Got a little weed, but I need some more

Hell, anything’ll do cuz I’m so damn bored

Now me ‘n Race stay blown like a song with Psalm

But my face turned stone when he dropped the bomb

Opened my hand and it’s o-o-on

Put a little piece of paper in my open palm

Drop that, pop the tab

Got a lot of blotter ‘n a spot to crash

Put it on your tongue ‘n knock it back

Worlds gone crazy, but ya got to laugh

Caps, rolls, I like those

But a dipped cheerio’ll blow your dome

Lucy’s in the sky with a dozen stones

But these ruby slippers won’t get you home

Now I’m ridin' my bike like I’m Albert Hoffman

Been here before, but not too often

The sky turned yellow like a Sony Walkman

‘N Racecar’s face started meltin' off him

Stop ‘n sit down, better take it easy

Before I go further like my man Ken Kesey

Robots is lurkin', man, they think they sneaky

But I ain’t worried cuz I got Yoshimi

Dreamy, placid, chasin' rabbits

Teeny tablets laced with magic

See me plastered, ain’t he batshit?

Evening, bastards, take some acid

Racecar:

Micro-psycho-tabalicious

Nitro-hypo-mad-delicious

Average isn’t savage visions

Cabbage damage, habit hittin'

Ammunition, passionate patches of pastel

Pass me a pair to tackle

Mellow, mean and moody

Got these fellows lean and groovy

Oohy-oohy and a movie

Reachin' peak again in UV

You see, I see, you see LB

Tune in, turn in, TOUCHDOWN!

Tell me

Meltin' bubblin' teeth like Chicklets

Three more peaks, this shit’s ridiculous!

Got my vision spinnin' ‘n it just won’t stop

My brain about to shimmy shimmy coco pop!