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Reverend & the Makers - MDMAzing Lyrics




Good morning Reverend
It's ahh, Howard Marks calling
Look
You really mustn't release this track mate
Or even play it live
You're glorifying drugs like
You're saying they're cool...
But don't forget drugs make people irrational...
Drugs make people irrational
Especially those people who don't take them
...like your Mother
So ma mum knows about the weed I smoke
It's the E's and go make a mad y'know?
And make her wanna flip n smack some bloke
Rain blows on those she knows
My mom says ""Son Stop""
But she don't know 'bout thos Pills I got
E's from a geezer mek ye rock
And they hit the top when the bassline drops
I think I drink too
I think I smoke too
I think I smoke too much
And if I sink to, my knees I ought to
Get me some hope n such
If we pray, pray
Pray and pray, we pray that it will go away
But I can't help praying that I wish it stays
Oh we can just get f*cked for days
C'mon then lets get mashed
Let get munt'red, lets get trashed
Let's go out and blow some cash
On shit we don't need
C'mon then lets get mashed
Let get munt'red, lets get trashed
Let's go out and blow some cash
On shit we don't need
My mum don't know about the E's I pop
The weed I smoke, She knows, cos she teefs a lot
So much Coke in my nose it could easy rot
Now ya know why im para when I see the cops. STOP
I've got to hide my shit
Before they find my shit...
And I don't wanna lose it to anyone
Because I really like my shit
You know... I'm stoned, I'm a skyhighatrist
So if you feel low, then take a try of this
C'mon now lets get mashed
Let get munt'red, lets get trashed
Let's go out and blow some cash
On shit we don't need
C'mon now lets get mashed
Let get munt'red, lets get trashed
Let's go out and blow some cash
On shit we don't need
My mum knows about the weed I burn
She's just learnt, she's 'eard the word
Must a've had a word with the dickie bird
Who told her I'm a junkie
Mum says ""son please""
I said mother it's not like I'm diseased
Every a'now and then we take a couple of E's
And get a little funky
I think I drink too
I think I smoke too
I think I smoke too much
And if I sink to, my knees I ought to
Get me some open such
C'mon then lets get mashed
Let get munt'red, lets get trashed
Let's go out and blow some cash
On shit we don't need
C'mon then lets get mashed
Let get munt'red, lets get trashed
Let's go out and blow some cash
On shit we don't need
C'mon then lets get mashed
Let get munt'red, lets get trashed
Let's go out and blow some cash
On shit we don't need
C'mon then lets get mashed
Let get munt'red, lets get trashed
Let's go out and blow some cash
On shit we don't need
C'mon then lets get mashed
Let get munt'red, lets get trashed
Let's go out and blow some cash
On shit we don't need
C'mon then lets get mashed
Let get munt'red, lets get trashed
Let's go out and blow some cash
On shit we don't need
C'mon then lets get mashed
Let get munt'red, lets get trashed
Let's go out and blow some cash
On shit we don't need
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Good morning Reverend
It's ahh, Howard Marks calling
Look
You really mustn't release this track mate
Or even play it live
You're glorifying drugs like
You're saying they're cool...
But don't forget drugs make people irrational...
Drugs make people irrational
Especially those people who don't take them
...like your Mother
So ma mum knows about the weed I smoke
It's the E's and go make a mad y'know?
And make her wanna flip n smack some bloke
Rain blows on those she knows
My mom says ""Son Stop""
But she don't know 'bout thos Pills I got
E's from a geezer mek ye rock
And they hit the top when the bassline drops
I think I drink too
I think I smoke too
I think I smoke too much
And if I sink to, my knees I ought to
Get me some hope n such
If we pray, pray
Pray and pray, we pray that it will go away
But I can't help praying that I wish it stays
Oh we can just get f*cked for days
C'mon then lets get mashed
Let get munt'red, lets get trashed
Let's go out and blow some cash
On shit we don't need
C'mon then lets get mashed
Let get munt'red, lets get trashed
Let's go out and blow some cash
On shit we don't need
My mum don't know about the E's I pop
The weed I smoke, She knows, cos she teefs a lot
So much Coke in my nose it could easy rot
Now ya know why im para when I see the cops. STOP
I've got to hide my shit
Before they find my shit...
And I don't wanna lose it to anyone
Because I really like my shit
You know... I'm stoned, I'm a skyhighatrist
So if you feel low, then take a try of this
C'mon now lets get mashed
Let get munt'red, lets get trashed
Let's go out and blow some cash
On shit we don't need
C'mon now lets get mashed
Let get munt'red, lets get trashed
Let's go out and blow some cash
On shit we don't need
My mum knows about the weed I burn
She's just learnt, she's 'eard the word
Must a've had a word with the dickie bird
Who told her I'm a junkie
Mum says ""son please""
I said mother it's not like I'm diseased
Every a'now and then we take a couple of E's
And get a little funky
I think I drink too
I think I smoke too
I think I smoke too much
And if I sink to, my knees I ought to
Get me some open such
C'mon then lets get mashed
Let get munt'red, lets get trashed
Let's go out and blow some cash
On shit we don't need
C'mon then lets get mashed
Let get munt'red, lets get trashed
Let's go out and blow some cash
On shit we don't need
C'mon then lets get mashed
Let get munt'red, lets get trashed
Let's go out and blow some cash
On shit we don't need
C'mon then lets get mashed
Let get munt'red, lets get trashed
Let's go out and blow some cash
On shit we don't need
C'mon then lets get mashed
Let get munt'red, lets get trashed
Let's go out and blow some cash
On shit we don't need
C'mon then lets get mashed
Let get munt'red, lets get trashed
Let's go out and blow some cash
On shit we don't need
C'mon then lets get mashed
Let get munt'red, lets get trashed
Let's go out and blow some cash
On shit we don't need
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Writer: JAMES CHARLES WELSH, JON MAYM MCCLURE, MARCUS MAYM SMITH
Copyright: Lyrics © Royalty Network


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