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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Little Stranger
Little Stranger
Performer
Del the Funky Homosapien
Del the Funky Homosapien
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
John Shields
John Shields
Songwriter
Kevin Shields
Kevin Shields
Songwriter
Teren Jones
Teren Jones
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
John Shields
John Shields
Recording Engineer
Danny Kalb
Danny Kalb
Mixing Engineer
Ryan Hadlock
Ryan Hadlock
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

I been vibin High on Psilocybin Wonderin How high I'll go Don't eat the bad brown acid It's a rat trap, it'll make your brain plastic You can trust l.i.t.t.l.e. stranger Yea, we'll keep you out of danger Don't eat the bad brown acid It's a rat trap, it'll make your brain plastic You can trust l.i.t.t.l.e. stranger Yea, we'll keep you out of danger My pupils dilate and my tongue goes numb I can see the skin growing on my thumb Why my skeleton poking through my gums? And my cranium screaming yum yum gimme some See we eating mad caps, listening to ALL CAPS That's some MF DOOM baby, mother loving boom bap Room cap! Standing room only in the back Ten toes wigglin when they hear the hands clap Now gimme that! I follow any tits for tats Sophistocrat, got the dopest spit been spat Long Miles to go Skatin round the track like Anton Apollo Ono He probably shouldn't, but he did Tellin y'all bout drugs that he prolly shoulda hid Who me? Yea you Couldn't be Then who? I'm a really fun guy when I'm high on shrooms... I been vibin High on Psilocybin Wonderin How high I'll go I been vibin High on Psilocybin Wonderin How high I'll go Drugs be available, everybody know that Just gotta know who to ask Get your feet wet, ask around "Ay you got something for me man?" I'm finally outside again I relax with some caps They bright and violet Started feeling like the room shook up a bit Let me check the washing machine A sock was stuck in it The high hit me, I'm standing there stuck in it My feet wet, the laundry room got a flood in it Feelin like Jesus, walking through touching it I let the water out I had to duck in it Whole scene turned into fantasia The brooms and buckets started demanding wages It felt like a sinking feeling its half draining I try to calm myself down, I can't explain it I been vibin High on Psilocybin Wonderin How high I'll go I been vibin High on Psilocybin Wonderin How high I'll go Don't eat the bad brown acid It's a rat trap, it'll make your brain plastic You can trust l.i.t.t.l.e. stranger Yea, we'll keep you out of danger Don't eat the bad brown acid It's a rat trap, it'll make your brain plastic You can trust l.i.t.t.l.e. stranger Yea, we'll keep you out of danger
Writer(s): John Shields, Kevin Shields, Little Stranger, Teren Delvon Jones Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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