Jak Tripper - Vision Quest lyrics

Yeah. Church of the black circle. 8:00 AM. Supercoven. Wizard of Witchlock Island. Kingdom of Iz. Make believe I guzzle ox blood from barrels My face's spackled I'm digging at my forearm with an X-Acto I'm trying to get to my shadow Perform miracles of sacrifice cattle I walk on water like I was standing in the shallows Lick a sheet Sit with me Trip for weeks Slip and sleep I eat cactus like Incan chiefs Sixty-three day Walkabout Aborigine Straight out the dope sack I came here in a toe tag This planet can support no man Wandering nomad I wandered from a UFO crash I just licked a toad's back These woods are vast enough for any human man to go mad Better go back In occult ma** I meditate with a shaman In a goat mask My head in the clouds like a boat's mast Rhymes sound like arrows after bows snap Or when wings of crows flap Soaked rags of adrenochrome sap You can't see this with smoke lenses Rose headless Ropes dead end I flow fetted Tight like a rope fetish I'm so wetted Reptile coat shedded Old legend Witch circle with stone edges Dream catcher wove weapon Open your intestines Wide enough to put both legs in I landed here in 1907 My alien skin looking like old lettuce (You can be arrested for having this cactus, um I can never understand it, cause if ever anybody wanted to have a psychedelic journey on it, for starters on that psychedelic. However it is very informative and you do get clarity of vision and it was used and is used for vision quests. It is actually a very powerful plant.) Get this CD at your corner spot Get one of your boys to cop Then walk away shady like they bought some rock Murdered all my exes All were posh All forgot My motive? I did it all for God The neighbors called the cops Got committed like, "So this is what it looks like in The Emerald halls of Oz" Bleached all four in Clorox I fall for blondes Tasted my first saltwater tear When I saw them gone I look like Syd Barrett with Leatherface intention Severed face reflection Whenever I spit Weather change direction Holding LSD lectures Followers taking 10-strips I've said everything in rap Should I say next I strap foes Obesity fat flows Over rap show Give me five minutes and half of a Paxil I'm the mushroom patch troll Swallowing caps hole Dark blue and black gold Nightstand cut fingers from hands Crack and cash roll Casanova I Glad bag I bag hoes I follow the wounded lamb home I see the sun from under her skin Making the tracks glow I'm like Oscar Acosta as Lazlow Getting off the plane in Vegas Smelling like hash smoke Tell the promoters I can't go Running my car in the garage s**ing on the gas hose Drop from the snatch cold My mother cackled and said my six month sonogram Look like a giant tadpole