Lyrics of Gittin' it on

Corrosion Of Conformity

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Sixty feet out of reach, hammer down every time
And we was gittin' it on, gittin' it on, gittin' it on, gittin' it on
Don't fuck with the stroker, 60 over
And i know that we was gittin' it on, gittin' it on, gittin' it on

Power down in the hole, you was smokin' on the shoulder
Sucked you up like a leech, now you're limpin' like a duster
While we was gittin' it on, gittin' it on, gittin' it on

Look at d-class gasser, 4-speed suicide
We was gittin' it on, gittin' it on, gittin' it on
Dominatin' the modified, force-fed power grind
And we was gittin' it on, gittin' it on, gittin' it on

Power down in the hole, you was smokin' on the shoulder
Sucked you up like a leech, now you're limpin' like a duster
While we was gittin' it on, gittin' it on, gittin' it on

To your selves
Gittin' it on, gittin' it on, gittin' it on, gittin' it on
Got the heavies, got the got the heavies
Got the heavies, got the got the heavies
Got the heavies, got the got the heavies

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