Plutonium

(Intro)
"If my calculations are correct
When this baby hits 88 miles per hour
You're gonna see some serious shit"
[sample: Back to the Future]

Help!
I'm stuck in the 90's
I need to get back to the future, finally
So lonely in
This zone im in
But I ran outta goddamn Plutonium
I can't wait, im late
Keep bitin my lip
Til this lightening strikin' my whip
Til the time I reach 88

(Verse 1)
Still a damn Victorian
Rollin in a stolen Delorean
After Doc Brown just been shot down
On my way to the pot emporium
Bout to get smoked out, no doubt
I miss the old days before everyone else got coked out
No house like the highlands
Been a while an
I ain't gettin' paid, but Im still freestylin'
Each mile an
They call me a dork, chump
Eat a horse dump
I keep runnin' it like Forrest Gump
Life is like a box of chocolate thoughts
Tryin' to process all the wrongs Im taught
The ganja got me trippin' on my algebra
Can I figure how to be a bigger ass than Nolan Galligher?
Lifes a bitch, but Im proud of her
Cause thank God
For tits in tank tops
Even all outta ammo
You make me wanna shoot some blanks off
Go ahead an pass me the spank sauce
Call me Hook, with the boom box
Filled with Snoop Dogg and 2Pac
And i still got room, lots
So walk the plank, off
Give me a toss of some drank boss
Stuck on the island
But it ain't 'Lost'
Ya see the style is more like a lil bit of
Dexter, Inspectah Gadget
With Optimus Prime
Combined with Fred and Rick Savage
You can bet its madness

(Chorus)
So blasphemous
Promiscuous
Need an additive
To lift you up
I'm tryin' to navigate
The whole unknown
Help me elaborate
I'm blowing up your system

"Doc you don't just walk into a store and buy Plutonium
Did you rip that off?"
[sample: Back to the Future]
"Life, life, Uh, finds a way"
[sample: Jurassic Park]

(Verse 2)
S-S-S-Super psycho, sicker
Than a sumo fight with scissors
I assume you like the life a little
Livin off the liquer
Let it lurk within your liver
Light a fuse an then deliver
Assume i come from Isla Nubla
Cause Im nothin but a spitter
Dilophasaurus
Ya I rock the shores
Used to jack lotsa stores
As i mopped the floors
Talk to awesome whores
Nope
Talk to yours as she drop to fours
Oh shit
I forgot the chorus
Amnesia
Give me a little anaesthesia
Relieve a bit of my fever
Cause I'm burnin' up this bitch
Must be ether in my reefer
I'm developing a t-t-t-t-t-
T-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-twitch

(Chorus)
So blasphemous
Promiscuous
Need an additive
To lift you up
I'm tryin' to navigate
The whole unknown
Help me elaborate
I'm blowing up your system