[lyrics originally transcripted by jimmy dyna etze] I cant believe my eyes! See that little cloud of misty vapour beginning to form like fog? Yes! What causes it? I wish i knew Yo. its Mr.T, Mr. Trellion, Trellfish, Trellington Holla.. Yo It looks as if Mr Ts on another suicide mission Super fly fishing in some scuba dive equipment Chinky eyes glazed with the rubylike glisten Twitching cause I aint blazed the zoot in 5 minutes I take a hit of the best, stab your chick in the neck [?] Gibbering wreck till those first tokes tickle my chest Im almost ready for bed But then Im hit once again with that heavenly scent Watch me vanish in the vapours Crashlanding in a lake on some Planet of the Apes shit Wasted in stasis, I sleep in the boondocks Cuss more than Gordon, never take my shoes off Im that unwanted guest at your front door Bunning skunk draw, my ghost costumes a parachute Spider web spindler, spine and neck tingler Its time to get into this but whos got the silvers? You better pass some here, hop to, on the double And if there aint no green card youre gonna be in trouble Trells a buddha snob, prone to lose the plot Cause if I dont own bluesy buds then Im truly fucked Newbie smokers enlightened by my backflip Technique equal to none, green in my lungs Equals certified magic, blueberry merchandise addict Snatch your purse on a search to find cabbage Necklace encrusted with crystallized nuggets Theres nothing like a spliff of dried puckerz I sit and light dutchies till my eyes are bleeding Why? Cause I like the feeling Hog your reefer, its very nice not to meet ya Now go away, cause Ive no time for reasoning Reefer lit, stunting on some Weasel Knievel tip Im blunted off the cheeba hit, sipping chocolate shakes Bumping Dr. Dre, Get a job! Not today! Lazy cunt blazing skunk since the age of 1 Raging drunk navigating through a maze of junk Bathed in gunk, I never see the light of day Sit and light a j, then hibernate in my cave for months Satans son couldnt even blag me for a couple toots Weaselitis spreading through my veins, aint nothing new Blue seminar held in a punctured lung I wanna buy, all I need you to do is front the fund
vapour, skunk, reefer, mr, puckerz