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robo-trippin' (pg. 3)
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| TheInnominate1 |
did it a few times.
I never did enough to reach the higher plateaus or anything.
I usually mixed it with caffeine which gave it a more upper feeling than a disassociative one.
The next day was pretty harsh and sometimes i'd stay up for a couple days at a time.
I think its something you do once or twice to try out, and if you like it do it a couple times every year or so, but definitely not a drug you would wanna do everytime you party. |
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| nchs09 |
| wtf is robo-trippin? |
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| medinaM5 |
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| lücid |
| quote: | Originally posted by nchs09
wtf is robo-trippin? |
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| nchs09 |
is it dxm? i think i took htat and well i just felt like , i didnt trip :wtf:
well i took a pill which was supposedly dxm |
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| lücid |
| yea, it's known as DXM |
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| medinaM5 |
| start sippin on some sizzurp and report back |
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| DJ RJT |
| quote: | Originally posted by medinaM5
start sippin on some sizzurp and report back |
DJ Screw compells you!
RIP... :haha: |
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| medinaM5 |
| quote: | Originally posted by DJ RJT
DJ Screw compells you!
RIP... :haha: |
:haha: :haha: |
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| ivanbee |
| MIKE JONEZZZZZZZZ |
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| Clovis86 |
| quote: | Originally posted by lücid
p.s. your mom smokes weed |
Yeah she does! I'm not lying :wtf: |
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| kadomony |
way back college boy asked to a high school dance
couldn't wait, but my date was in my friend's pants.
didn't know what to do, mc feelin blue,
til my best friend said that the red would get me through.
went to the jewel with my crew, adults only box,
in a second hand suit, bow tie, i'm a fox.
in a car on the street, in my mouth swisher sweet
down that at my crib in a one gulp feat.
room starts to turn like cheese,
my tummy starts to churn like grease,
on my knees like a rug burn beast
like an intern tease with a yeast (infection.)
all the while on the tile, feel like I got the flu.
think I'm gonna throw, I think this night is through
ding dong, date's arrived and her dress is ripped.
she don't know I'm on a robotussin trip.
in the back two girls going stag fat asses.
i demand from the date her sunglasses.
do a drop roll out the car like axel.
I need an angel, I need some in advil.
I got a buzz bigger than a behive
cough up my cookies let loose what's on the inside
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the tussin, the tussin
put it down like it was nothing
robocop couldn't stop me puking and flushin
no balls to be bustin, no fightin, no cussin
just love for a drug called robotussin
way back college boy, live on eleventh floor.
head out my window, wonder what I'm living for.
knock on my door, what's in store, it's my buddy bux
with the rabbit ear pockets saying he is out of luck.
Need a forty for party thrown by laura kang at rubin.
all he's got is snot and a box full of ludens.
Tell'm bout the tussin, we're hayden ho hustlin'
interupting discussions about reagonomic reprocussions.
'm, we're in chug luggin.
soon my stomach I'm huggin I'm trippin or something
my coat I button, keep it down like a dungeon.
you could call me the cough medicine curmudgeon.
frankly, the feeling's in fantastic
I'm tripping like jesus in the desert when he fasted,
Like it's the night before we all get drafted,
Like we're rowing through some rapids with Kevin Bacon, white water rafting
Like you're on epcot center on acid? Exactly.
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