SYpher - Mushrooms lyrics

[SYpher] Smoke some weed and take speed & mushrooms Try not to bleed as you breathe the dust fumes Let me take you to a land where plumbers are heros Cause leaking liquids is what's making your ears grow Piranhas are growing in the pipes You jump right in, I'll just keep flowing on the mic There's lava on the left and it's snowing on the right You need coins but the girl you're ho-ing is a dyke She likes the Peaches Mushroom-headed midgets ain't as fly as we is We got the angel-winged hats Red-headed monsters try to sling crack You sniff it and jump on their heads They lie flat and you feel as drunk as a sled Sliding down a slope, racing a penguin Suddenly the boat that your facing is sinking Sunk, in the water with the eels Metal skin is numb, it's hotter than it feels Bombs will run up to you and blow up And turtles take a month or two to show up Yeah right, these turtles jump higher than you can This one can spit fire, he's gonna get his crew and Damn, he kidnapped the Princess Set the jury on fire and pimp-slapped the witness Bad for business, this dude is pure evil It's a Hard Days Night, like the third Beatle Words lethal, time to get your crew ready Take another mushroom, nothing is too heavy Some mushrooms make you big, some mushrooms make you small Flowers will make your gloves shoot flaming balls Plus you got your ride, a round-nosed dinosaur Cute enough to get the brown hoes and China-who*es I'm kinda sore, took a boulder to the head Feeling like an a** bent over in a bed Stuck with a long dough-roller from the shed It feels like a pole that's colder than the lead From a gun or a pencil, lungs are essential To spit sharp rhymes and use your tongue for utencils But enough from me, move it back to you You need to whoop some a** like a German smacks a Jew Grab the turtle by the tail and send him to his tomb You saved the Princess, bend her over for some poon The world is yours, time to end this F-ing tune Inspiration for this song? Mushrooms and MF DOOM Let's keep it moving like we're planning to bar hop My rhymes stay out of this world like Star Fox Dropping bombs so emcees jump out of the car top MC, Master Chief, living the hard knock life My par got knifed This loser reset the Wii cause his ball gone dyke Gay, the opposite of straight The ball landed in the sand trap and that's the ish you hate I got a piss to take now that the game's over When I come back we'll battle it out with lame soldiers Yeah, Call of Duty 4 My knife penetrates you like a college groupie who*e Children close your ears, this ain't a kiddy song Jerk-offs busting nuts like a pissed off Diddy Kong Don't hit me, mom, I'm not even swearing Rappers so far from the truth; son they ought to be daring