Mushrooms - The Dirtball

Well good morning my friends, today we shall discuss the mushrooms

How many of you like mushrooms?

Ah yes, very nice, very good

Now how many of you like psychedelic mushrooms?

Alrighty 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

What have these mushrooms all done to my mind?

Running through the pines, my head feels wrapped in twine

What have these mushrooms all done with my mind?

Shrooms I won’t decline, wash them down with wine

My life goes better with a mushroom

I seem like I’m in a better mood when I’m on a mushroom

Clouded up when I’m packing a boom clack, clack, kaboom

Get the maniac sounds of I wanna fucking shrooma

It’s bound to do ya, all I gotta say is oh no I’m staring at a gobo

But it ain’t my name I don’t know my name so

Why the fuck am I even tryna get a witness

Nobody hangin' out with a weird muothafucker like this

Like this, everybody make a fist

That be the size of the shroom that I ate

I am so high that I intoxicate, anybody looking at me in another way

Gonna get a watermelon thrown at them, yep, yep I got em

Oh f*ck can’t feel my nose I can’t feel my toes

I’m gonna lay down on them, I’m in a full meltdown tripping on the way

The tree blows and the way the wind caught them

It’s time to come to grips I got a long time til I hit bottom, bottom

Bottoming out on the trip and psychotically flowing on all the ju ju

I’m not them, I’m proud enough to get up out of this chair

I’m proud enough to stop pulling my hair

I’m proud enough to get another mushroom outta my backpack

Yo sitting right there, gonna sit back close my eyes

For I gotta get a move on back to life

This is the re-up and now is the time

Mushrooms on my mind

How many kinds of the mushrooms have you really ate?

I focus on eight comfortable ones that are no correlate

Yo, you never can’t tell when you eat them

Poisonous or in salt don’t eat them, treat em, do a lil' bit of thought

Freedom, freedom, fighter when I wanna fight, fight

When I’m in the night shade and I know I gotta eat them, eat them

I sit in my room and I bubble the water for tea

Quicker to get in the blood stream, quicker to trip on the light beam

Quicker to give it to y’all, «Dirtball you got me fucked up

Why the fuck you do this to us, didn’t really wanna get this high

Why you gots to make me fry», look man feel bad but it ain’t my fault

I’m the one over here yo stuck in a vault

Where the vault come from don’t know

But I gotta put a halt to the mushroom gods

Can’t see a mutha f*ckin' thing like I’m in a fog

And nobody seemin to care that I’m dying a miserable death

With no one to call, no one to call and nowhere to fall, nowhere to fall

I’ll leave it to y’all, you too can be tall

The thin or the fat, the big or the small, they call me the Ball

I’m really the one that can give you the psilocybinic advice

Now won’t that be nice?

We party, we party we do it nonstop

We party, we party until they call the cops

We party, we party we keep it hardcore

We party, we party, we party y’all

We party, we party we do it nonstop

We party, we party until they call the cops

We party, we party we keep it hardcore

We party, we party, we party y’all