(Twiztid and Layzie talkin)

(Layzie Bone)

Smokin hydro, yeah feelin fine

Slow sippin on wine, wine, yeeah, ghetto wine

Hydro, yeah, shoulda been told ya, them livin proof soldiers

Winos, so come and light the spliff dogg, and it betta be that hydro

(Monoxide)

Now all these people wanna smoke some weed wit Twiztid

And see if we really smoke all that's listed

From bubblegum to super skunk one to five

And even smoked a little bit of some shit they call the beehive

I been to Europe and made Amsterdam cry

'Cause me and Madrox straight smoked them hoes dry

I'm like fuck Cheech, he don't even hit the bong

And I did 30 days for drinkin cleanall wit Tommy Chong

I shot a movie wit the guy from Half Baked

He didn't smoke but he was funny so I guess he's only half fake

So rake the seeds out your weed, I'm not smokin

That shit you're bout to roll up, to me, don't even look potent

And ain't chokin off them stems and seeds

And why does everybody say they smoke more weed than me?

It ain't no race, it's no contest, winner roll the weed up

Just think about that and keep the trees up

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From the chronic to the green ass weed wit no seeds

To the boogie that'll make a mothafuckers lungs bleed

Smoke down in the car, can't breath

Everybody wanna smoke wit me, smoke wit me

To the doggs wit the pre-rolled blunts in the air

Bumpin this like we don't care (Come, come, come and smoke wit me)

Dirty piss violated again

I'm in the system and I just can't win (Come, come, come and smoke wit me)

(Layzie Bone)

Lay and Twiztid fin to get you twisted, spliffted is the mission

What we hittin is that chronic leaves, quick to split your dome

Have you trippin, coughin, laughin long, betta go 'round and get you some

Roll it in a blunt or we can rip it from the bong

It's the potent than can keep me up, and help me keep my rhyme in focus

I'm in this hocus pocus like there's magic in every puff

It's magic in the man to handle it if you can

If you ain't put in on the weed then you ain't smokin, understand?

I gives a damn about a soul to soul, buddah lovas love to blaze

Store the weed you got on stage and make sure it's the purple haze

No need in holdin back, gonna spend that extra money

Split the philly up the middle, gon' and lace it wit the honey

So we can burn slow, so we preserve smoke

Cause you know we love to blow, smokin on that hydro

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(Jamie Madrox)

One puff and it blows ya head off, second puff you're set off

The third, tokin shit on ya chest ya wanna let off

Pass the joint, pass the point of bein to' down

I'm so high that my heartbeats startin to slow down

Fingernails are roach clips for gourmet smokin

Smased up glass pieces slash my whole face open

I'm zonin' and I don't feel a thing

I probably won't recall a single thing that's happening

My medicine is sold by the dope man (Quarters and halves)

And big boys, and QP's that come wit fat price tags

(How much are ya spendin?) Whatever it takes

To get rid of all these headaches and shakes make no mistakes

I come wit green for the green, an even exchange

No money for a bag of brown backyard boogie

I get so high that you would have to rip me out of the sky

For the feeling that the real green provides

(Chorus)