Lil Fungus - Get Me lyrics

Let’s travel at magnificent speeds
Around the universe
What could you say as the Earth
Gets further and further away
Planets are small as balls of clay
Astray into the Milky Way, world’s outasight
Far as the eye can see, not even a satellite
Now stop and turn around and look
As you stare in the darkness
Your knowledge is took!
So keep starin’ soon you suddenly see a star
You better follow it, cause it’s the R
I never boned a honey that I didn’t like
I never saw a mile that I couldn’t hike
I never had a spliff to make me choke
I never had a pocket that was broke
Some people learn from mistakes
And don’t repeat them
Others try to block the memories
And just delete them but I keep ‘em as a
Reminder they’re not killing me
And I thank God for teaching me humility
Son, remember when you fight to be free
To see things how they are and not
How you like em to be
Cause even when the world is
Falling on top of me
Pessimism is an emotion, not a philosophy
Knowing what’s wrong doesn’t imply
That you right
And it’s another when you suffer
To apply it in life but I’m no rookie
And I’m never gonna make
The same mistake twice, pussy
Piece of what? You can’t mean P-E-A-C-E
Cause I’ve seen people on the streets
Shoot the next man and turn
Around and say ‘peace’
But that’s leaving people in pieces
It’s not what the meaning of peace is
I smoke the holy herb
Get high as hell and meditate swear to God
Shit’s so good…fat boy’ll levitate
God’s gift to man
How the fuck they try to legislate?
Mom’s, she recovering, tell me I overmedicate
I tell her, "Holy fuck, Jesus Christ
Give me a fucking break!"
She said, "Don’t curse your mama, goddammit
" and threw a dinner plate

I’m on some satanic shit, strictly
Little kids be wakin up cryin, yellin
‘Mommy, Fungus is comin to get me!’
I’m on some satanic shit, strictly
Little kids be wakin up cryin, yellin
‘Mommy, Fungus is comin to get me!’
I’m on some satanic shit, strictly
Little kids be wakin up cryin, yellin
‘Mommy, Fungus is comin to get me!’
I’m on some satanic shit, strictly
Little kids be wakin up cryin, yellin
‘Mommy, Fungus is comin to get me!’