Hex Rated, DeJangles, Troll, Hunter - Going Gonzo lyrics

We had two bags of grass
Seventy-five pellets of
Mescaline, five sheets of high
Powered blotter acid, a salt shaker
Half full of cocaine, a whole
Galaxy of multi-colored uppers
Downers, screamers, laughers also a
Quart of tequila
A quart of rum, a case of beer
A pint of raw ether and
Two dozen amyls not that
We needed all that for the trip, but once
You get locked into a
Serious drug collection
The tendency is to push it as far as you can
Wait till you see those goddamn bats
I know i'm guilty i understand that
I knew it was a crime
I did it anyways shit, why
Argue? I'm a fucking criminal, look at me
I need a fucking lawyer immediately!



We got them bottles, boomers on me
Buds picked from the best
L-L-Lost in altered consciousness and
Walk like Hunter S
I'm going gonzo, pronto, just like Hunter S
I'm going gonzo, pronto, just like Hunter S
We got them bottles, boomers on me
Buds picked from the best
L-L-Lost in altered consciousness and
Walk like Hunter S
I'm going gonzo, pronto, just like Hunter S
I'm going gonzo, pronto, just like Hunter S

I break it down, I roll it up
I take a shot, I smoke a blunt
Hash dabs, bitch, dropping acid, now it's on
I'm going gonzo
Things are fucking popping out the walls
I'm going gonzo, tell me about the golf shoes
I'm going gonzo
Eating shrooms in the parking lot
Tripping balls on stage
I think my heart might stop
Percocet pop pop, push the limit non stop
Pourin' Jack in my cup with some coke on top
(Uhh)
I don't even know how the fuck I'm alive
Doctor-Doctor-Doctor Gonzo says I
Must get high
D-D-D-DMT, I'm flying high up in the sky
Yo, fuck my life, let's hurry up and die
Let's pour it up, yo, here's to us (Uh)
Let's light it up and get fucked up
It's a celebration
Bitches better show me them titties
Snorting coke off your nipples
Go and Rick James women now

We got them bottles, boomers on me
Buds picked from the best
L-L-Lost in altered consciousness and
Walk like Hunter S
I'm going gonzo, pronto, just like Hunter S
I'm going gonzo, pronto, just like Hunter S
We got them bottles, boomers on me
Buds picked from the best
L-L-Lost in altered consciousness and
Walk like Hunter S
I'm going gonzo, pronto, just like Hunter S
I'm going gonzo, pronto, just like Hunter S

Yo, somebody call for a doctor
(for a doctor)? Got a couple
Shots for that stress (Stress)
I be wildin' off of my collar
Purple smoke be all in my chest
Only smokin' up on the best (the best)
He still burnin' down on that cocka
This Colorado though, they got
It for the low
And you gotta know it's that proper (Ah)
We getting baked like Crocker
(Crocker) , RIP to Big Pacca (Pacca)
I'm pouring up that Walker, yeah
I keep and need no rocker
Mixes tainting up my scotch
Ladies all on my crotch (My crotch)
It's this whiskey dick so the shit be
Lit but the bitches suck me off (Uh)
Ain't so chilly I'm sweatin'
(wooh) , petals all in her face (Ha)
Having that New Mexican gin
Gonzo's up in the place
Yeah I got this down to a science
Bitch but don't go calling me Pinkman
(Calling me Pinkman)
No heroin in my system kid and sure don't go
I tweakin' (Naw)
But shroom out on the weekends and
That's when I wake up
Vape break lunch break out in
The parking lot I puff
Though some days they may be rough and
This work be full of stress
I'm just gon' alter up my consciousness
And walk like Hunter S, i'm gone

We got them bottles, boomers on me
Buds picked from the best
L-L-Lost in altered consciousness and
Walk like Hunter S
I'm going gonzo, pronto, just like Hunter S
I'm going gonzo, pronto, just like Hunter S
We got them bottles, boomers on me
Buds picked from the best
L-L-Lost in altered consciousness and
Walk like Hunter S
I'm going gonzo, pronto, just like Hunter S
I'm going gonzo, pronto, just like Hunter S

Plenty time rhyme and I'm back so
They call me the mastermind
So I slide up to the telly
But, you're never gonna tell
Me cause I really got a
Problem with the mescaline
I mean mescaline, I confess the sin
Trouble to the devil, he's my next of kin
Let 'em in before he has a fit
Give 'em some booze and some estrogen
I really got a problem so
I'm goin' full throttle
Let me pop this bottle going
Deep inside a model
My motto for tomorrow is to live for today
Spit the pain away cause I'm from Colorado
Cull it up in a green blunt blunt
Don't pass the pack, in fact pass it up
Catch 'em in the back so they stuttering
I can't tell what they
Say cause they muttering
Get out of my way, I'm ready to play
Got 28 Gs I'ma put to the face
You can call it a craze but it ain't a phase
I'm tripping here flipping been
Dizzy for days
I'm saying these booms and ecstasy (Woo)
And that's one hell of a recipe (True)
I'm thinking I'm seeing my destiny
This shit right here is getting
The best of me
So don't be testing me or I'll bring the pain
Forty ounce bottles of Mickey's and green
Try but you couldn't hang with the tame
Even if you was a little deranged
One in the same (yeah)
We crazy, that's why we be smoking that hazy
Get so high I'm flying daily
It's no wonder they can't fade me

We got them bottles, boomers on me
Buds picked from the best
L-L-Lost in altered consciousness and
Walk like Hunter S
I'm going gonzo, pronto, just like Hunter S
I'm going gonzo, pronto, just like Hunter S
We got them bottles, boomers on me
Buds picked from the best
L-L-Lost in altered consciousness and
Walk like Hunter S
I'm going gonzo, pronto, just like Hunter S
I'm going gonzo, pronto, just like Hunter S

Ah, devil ether it makes you behave like
The village drunkard in some early
Irish novel total loss of all basic
Motor skills blurred vision, no balance
Numb tongue the mind recoils in horror
Unable to communicate with the
Spinal column which
Is interesting because you can actually watch
Yourself behaving in this terrible way
But, you can't control it