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