Sixty feet out of reach, hammer down every time And we was gittin' it on, gittin' it on Don't fuck with the stroker, it's 60 over And I know that we was gittin' it on, gittin' it on Power down in the hole, and you was smokin' on the shoulder Sucked you up like a leech and now you're limpin' like a Duster While we was gittin' it on, gittin' it on LIke a D/Class gasser, 4-speed suicide We was gittin' it on, gittin' it on Dominatin' the modified, force-fed power grind And we was gittin' it on, gittin' it on Power down in the hole and you was smokin' on the shoulder Sucked you up like a leaech and now yo're limpin' like a Duster While we was gittin' it on, gittin' it on.. Gittin' it on, Gittin' it on Got the heavies, Got the heavies