verse 1 [tommy dockerz]:
we can rev the engine,
we revr.
so long as we p-cot petter(?)
got ma prison trews,
better give me twos.
know that i could do better, *get*
but that's what makes it so cool.
so viral,
oh, don't ya reckon,
how i could rep for this pool?
and the tool could still be a weapon,
don't mention,
it's the runter renting.
high-ee.
white ferrets sendin'.
chop the peppers,
schnot the ketters,
and after that be some photty getters.
entering and rendering,
i became the king of the kettering,
i'm criiind, (crowned)
virally biint, (bined/bent)
virally viles-ha,
i get diiin. (down)
hook:
felded inwardz and filled wiv gas,
felded inwardz and filled wiv gas,
felded inwardz,
felded inwardz,
felded inwardz and filled wiv gas. (x2)
verse 2 [the rev]:
slick back,
bifta king rolled spliffz,
and a rizzla slim.
lizard king like jim morrison.
gin seppin', (?)
skin splittin',
twisted out, billin' fillin'.
cast with my bucky and still in my prison trews.
it's lew, the shroom brewer,
move through the moonlit sewer.
chew a baga psychedelics and feel the future.
mind binds to a higher frequency,
line after line,
hit a spliff,
sip moonshine, and drift away,
it's just a day.
tales from the ashtray,
bay,
i get caned,
til mishe-mate,
the high grade,
i'm fadin' away.
i say nuffin', *shhh*
lost in a mystical haze.
i'm grey puffin' til the day in my coffin.
pill poppin' til i can't sleep,
three pills in my armpete.
mo'-p's on the concrete, (?)
and i'm revvin' to kettering from bunsley,
top mate.
hook:
felded inwardz and filled wiv gas,
felded inwardz and filled wiv gas,
felded inwardz,
felded inwardz,
felded inwardz and filled wiv gas. (x2)