Lithium - Rastaman
Couplet 1
I’m out of medication, feelin’ love between the tits of a ganja circulation. How could I ever say, I want to miss the second way to my needed satisfaction, a herb that cuts my tears, I need that to relax some. If I would live on an Island with no stress at all A drug like hasj or weed just would’nt be so functional. But in this society tomorow houndred people die. They’re trampling down eachother and their living is a lie.
Trying to get the point of the circle of life, shagging to get kids, al with the same wife. No one could ever hold me from trying to be me, but the drug that runs inside me, just acts like XTC. Can’t think of algebra with a joiner in my hand, can’t speak a word when I’m in a school engagement. Time fritters away but I still exist, but the weed I’ve been taking, snatched the time I’ve missed.
Refrein
Rastaman, he's a bustahman.
Where's the killah? It's the greenman.
Me-san thinking that I would get stoned to fly away, in my loveboat.
Rastaman, bustahman.
Where's the killah? It's the greenman.
Me-san thinking that I would get stoned to fly away, in my loveboat.
Couplet 2
I’m crying because, the world is so delerious, it’s makes feel hectic. All I want to do is dig a hole to put my head in, just like a fucking ostrich. I don’t want to see the crying dieing, that makes me feel so sick.
People see hope in the working out of dope, I don’t mean I never did but it’s just like messing with the pope. It’s just I would’nt take a step, one day I will slap down and think about the situation of my present habitation. I hope ones in my life the world just will be civilized, then you will see in my eyes that the world is also mine. I’m helping in a way of with lies to the drug and circel minds, this thought will be emphasized.
Refrein
Rastaman, he's a bustahman.
Where's the killah? It's the greenman.
Me-san thinking that I would get stoned to fly away, in my loveboat.
Rastaman, bustahman.
Where's the killah? It's the greenman.
Me-san thinking that I would get stoned to fly away, in my loveboat.
I’m out of medication, feelin’ love between the tits of a ganja circulation. How could I ever say, I want to miss the second way to my needed satisfaction, a herb that cuts my tears, I need that to relax some. If I would live on an Island with no stress at all A drug like hasj or weed just would’nt be so functional. But in this society tomorow houndred people die. They’re trampling down eachother and their living is a lie.
Trying to get the point of the circle of life, shagging to get kids, al with the same wife. No one could ever hold me from trying to be me, but the drug that runs inside me, just acts like XTC. Can’t think of algebra with a joiner in my hand, can’t speak a word when I’m in a school engagement. Time fritters away but I still exist, but the weed I’ve been taking, snatched the time I’ve missed.
Refrein
Rastaman, he's a bustahman.
Where's the killah? It's the greenman.
Me-san thinking that I would get stoned to fly away, in my loveboat.
Rastaman, bustahman.
Where's the killah? It's the greenman.
Me-san thinking that I would get stoned to fly away, in my loveboat.
Couplet 2
I’m crying because, the world is so delerious, it’s makes feel hectic. All I want to do is dig a hole to put my head in, just like a fucking ostrich. I don’t want to see the crying dieing, that makes me feel so sick.
People see hope in the working out of dope, I don’t mean I never did but it’s just like messing with the pope. It’s just I would’nt take a step, one day I will slap down and think about the situation of my present habitation. I hope ones in my life the world just will be civilized, then you will see in my eyes that the world is also mine. I’m helping in a way of with lies to the drug and circel minds, this thought will be emphasized.
Refrein
Rastaman, he's a bustahman.
Where's the killah? It's the greenman.
Me-san thinking that I would get stoned to fly away, in my loveboat.
Rastaman, bustahman.
Where's the killah? It's the greenman.
Me-san thinking that I would get stoned to fly away, in my loveboat.
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