Tame One - Get a Jar lyrics

(It's dip b**h!) Three sheets to the wind bringing it... Sixteen spit [Verse One] You could wind up in a mind f** situation Lacing cigs with dip kids who flip Its a different trip follow the drip As the bottle tips the mixture hits ya Knock your frame from out the picture Straight until the funny farmers come and get ya Both of my lungs is like sponges for this pungent fungus More leak than plumbers ..... .................................summer I take fluid like oil change in the buick Making my music game ruthless Producers come in the booth with This toxic avenger uncensored tougher than wetter Heemy houdini on stage playing tricks with water pressure As I hit the dip ideas start to flip Next the formation of the words that fit As the bottle untwists the cigarette filter rips When the leak hits the paper.... ahhhh sh** [Hook] Dip dip dip dip dip dip dip dip dip Dip dip dip dip dip dip dip dip dip Get a jar Get a jar jar get a get a jar Get a jar Get a jar jar get a get a jar [Verse Two] From some of the most morbid distorted of thoughts ever recorded Thats more awkward than being metaphoric Nongenetic rhyme critic cd skip and song stutter I'm hectic with the dianetics of L. Ron Hubbard's f** what's on, no play but I'm just as strong I run with the weathermen brethren and some dusted dons You haters get stole on like chicks with chinchilla furrr When I get drunk and crunk I be swilling my burrr You love it how I do this right hurrr I be the first to put it out like thurrr I black out quick fast and dispurrr Motherf**er tame one can you hurrr [Hook] (Go back to the top) [Verse Three] Of bundles and jars, I can spit hundreds of bars So here's someone ..... ...... then red rum your eardrums Leak leak on how you geek geek (?) talking of furniture Freaking out like you think your best peeps is trying to murder ya It's a thin line between first time and the fiend I've seen people trying to walk it off and fall clean So at what point does a joint in front of weed Change from a want to a need? Buzzing like you was f**ing with bees Pcp'll have you thinking that you wanna buss but ain't Bugging out like hippies huffing paint On angel dust a how you f**ed up everything all day Copping out on hallways a raw way but y'all pay Back in the days as a highschool cat I went from cigarettes to sess to them childproof caps From nicotine to phencylclidine, backyard boogie to dro' Since the eighties f** a motherf**ing just say no [hook] f** a motherf**ing just say no!