Tash (Tha Alkaholiks), B-Real, OutKast, Phil Da Agony - SmokeFest 1999 lyrics
[Tash Tha Alkaholiks, B-Real, OutKast, Phil Da Agony - SmokeFest 1999 lyrics]
Smoke this blunt yo, everybody grab a seat
Welcome to SmokeFest '99
I'm glad you all could make it
As you can see
Admission was free to SmokeFest this year
All the weed you see is free
But the blunts cost sixty bucks baby
(Sixty bucks?)
CaTashTraphe, I shoot it through
Dipped in 24 karats
If y'all niggas don't feel me
Then I blame it on your parents
'Cause Tash fuck it up
Don't twist it up wit' luck
My style is cold like I bought
It off the ice cream truck listen here
Tash be crashin' niggas wit' my beer
Tash be partied down as fuck
Swingin' off the chandelier
Tash be here, Tash be there
Tash be everywhere it's poppin'
I'm here to let you know fuckin'
Wit' me's not an option
'Cause Tash is my name
Tash'll start it wit a bang
Tash'll end it wit a gun shots
That's not the same thing
Tash'll split your frame
Tash swings like gold chains
I be rollin' wit King Tee
And we all in the same gang
But enough about CaTash
Let's talk about some skrill
You know it's 'bout to pop if
Likwit Crew is on the bill
You can ask my nigga Phil how real this is
The weed
SmokeFest '99, burn something to the beat
Tash in background
Damn man, y'all came all the way from where
Man? "All the way from Mobile, Alabama"
Oh yeah, you came to smoke some blunt?
"Yessir, we came to smoke
Some blunts wit' you, baby"
Smoke, SmokeFest time
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I was lookin' to get my skull
Blowed up like Kid Dynamtie
The time is right
Be ridin' the track so fiercely that
It seems I'm already high tonight
But I'm not though
I'm just on them Black & Mild ones
And people think that I'm the wild one
'Cause I be flippin' and rippin' the track
And verbally attackin' on your style for fun
Higher soul but to please myself I
Gotta be composin' that fire shit
And you notifying Tha Alkaholiks daily
So pump one 'fore you better dump, bitch
With a d-boy, rap
So some my boys are still in the trap
I mean, the dope spot
But the slangin' got my snappin'
Like the rope hot
I can be the player you wanna bust wit'
Or nigga you don't even wanna go fuck wit'
Or nup wit, you suck dick
So why you all up on my nuts? Quit
I hold the microphone and that's
Wit' a vice grip really tightly
And I'm keepin' the words crystal clear
So you gon' correct when you try to bite thee
Very nicely, Aquemini, my nigga, not a Pisces
But I'm likely
Gon' fetch a sack of that green stuff
While I write G, yeah, yeah, right
Yeah, peep this out yeah
Hard like, now picture this a nigga in jail
Rappin' while his folk in the next cell
Tappin' wit some spoons
We do rank the boom boom
Fresh off a planet wit sand
Dunes and maroon moons
Soakin' wet wounds, titty tanglin' tunes
Musty underarms, soul slum charm
Bump off in the drum, rhythm on the one
Stankonians under-smellin' where I'm
Comin' from, son
The day you bone is when you start to die
The time in between us will mean the most
I toast my high see, shit gets so bad
I know it make you wanna cry
But suck it up, button up
Go ahead and do your thing
Folk, I'm already high
Smoke, SmokeFest time
Yo, yo, yo whenever I'm writing
You can call me Philly Titan
Reciting to you an interview
Like Phil Donahue
Me and my crew, translate Los Angeles
Scandalous, like Watergate
Phil on the break, Phil on the break phil
Fill in the blank
It feels bad like gettin' shanked
File up your taxes
I'm writin' exact on my axis
From my head down to my Air Max's
Phil waxes and relaxes
Phil also fills up mental food
Up in your picnic baskets
My name is Jason when I
Fill out my application to the nation
Niggas is gonna get in
Filled what they facin' phil
Feel the ration, Phil feel the adrenaline
I penetrate like penicillin
Niggas be like "Phil is illin!"
Phil is willin' and ready
Phil is Raw like Eddie
Phil be cuttin' up like machetes and confetti
Deadly, Phil
Feel the pain when I walk through the rain
Niggas be like "He sayin'
Phil again, Phil again, phil again"
Smoke, SmokeFest time
Hey, hey hey peace rap world
I'd like to make a special
Announcement right about now
We have a special guest that
Just stepped in the house you know this man
He the smokiest cat in rap music
He goes by the name of the Doctor Greenthumb
Smoke 'em out
Now I be, rollin' and smokin'
And holdin' the golden sack
When my lungs be gettin'
Swollen, hittin' the bong, rollin'
For chronic ironic, growin' the hydroponic
We got it
Robotic hit's you on melodic tricks of sonic
SmokeFest, expandin' your chest
Buddah bless, best
For you to step back 'cause your
Lyrics are like cess weed yes indeed
The session you need to retrieve it
It's ten niggas in a circle smokin' a spliff
Believe it retrieve it, over the counter
Can you conceive it
I give you Doctor Greenthumb digit's
Don't repeat it
The Brew Crew and the Buddah Masters together
Gettin' you higher and fuckin' you
Up that much faster
Zig zags, blunt leafs, pipes and bong-bowls
All be gettin' smoked at
The Buddah head shows
Excuse me if it seems too complicated
The herb I hold is platinum
While yours is nickel plated
Let me mash out, I'm breakin' the stash out
The hash out i roll into the studio to
Smoke my nigga Tash out
With that Doctor Greenthumb shit
Know what I mean?
Smoke, SmokeFest time
Welcome to SmokeFest '99
I'm glad you all could make it
As you can see
Admission was free to SmokeFest this year
All the weed you see is free
But the blunts cost sixty bucks baby
(Sixty bucks?)
CaTashTraphe, I shoot it through
Dipped in 24 karats
If y'all niggas don't feel me
Then I blame it on your parents
'Cause Tash fuck it up
Don't twist it up wit' luck
My style is cold like I bought
It off the ice cream truck listen here
Tash be crashin' niggas wit' my beer
Tash be partied down as fuck
Swingin' off the chandelier
Tash be here, Tash be there
Tash be everywhere it's poppin'
I'm here to let you know fuckin'
Wit' me's not an option
'Cause Tash is my name
Tash'll start it wit a bang
Tash'll end it wit a gun shots
That's not the same thing
Tash'll split your frame
Tash swings like gold chains
I be rollin' wit King Tee
And we all in the same gang
But enough about CaTash
Let's talk about some skrill
You know it's 'bout to pop if
Likwit Crew is on the bill
You can ask my nigga Phil how real this is
The weed
SmokeFest '99, burn something to the beat
Tash in background
Damn man, y'all came all the way from where
Man? "All the way from Mobile, Alabama"
Oh yeah, you came to smoke some blunt?
"Yessir, we came to smoke
Some blunts wit' you, baby"
Smoke, SmokeFest time
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I was lookin' to get my skull
Blowed up like Kid Dynamtie
The time is right
Be ridin' the track so fiercely that
It seems I'm already high tonight
But I'm not though
I'm just on them Black & Mild ones
And people think that I'm the wild one
'Cause I be flippin' and rippin' the track
And verbally attackin' on your style for fun
Higher soul but to please myself I
Gotta be composin' that fire shit
And you notifying Tha Alkaholiks daily
So pump one 'fore you better dump, bitch
With a d-boy, rap
So some my boys are still in the trap
I mean, the dope spot
But the slangin' got my snappin'
Like the rope hot
I can be the player you wanna bust wit'
Or nigga you don't even wanna go fuck wit'
Or nup wit, you suck dick
So why you all up on my nuts? Quit
I hold the microphone and that's
Wit' a vice grip really tightly
And I'm keepin' the words crystal clear
So you gon' correct when you try to bite thee
Very nicely, Aquemini, my nigga, not a Pisces
But I'm likely
Gon' fetch a sack of that green stuff
While I write G, yeah, yeah, right
Yeah, peep this out yeah
Hard like, now picture this a nigga in jail
Rappin' while his folk in the next cell
Tappin' wit some spoons
We do rank the boom boom
Fresh off a planet wit sand
Dunes and maroon moons
Soakin' wet wounds, titty tanglin' tunes
Musty underarms, soul slum charm
Bump off in the drum, rhythm on the one
Stankonians under-smellin' where I'm
Comin' from, son
The day you bone is when you start to die
The time in between us will mean the most
I toast my high see, shit gets so bad
I know it make you wanna cry
But suck it up, button up
Go ahead and do your thing
Folk, I'm already high
Smoke, SmokeFest time
Yo, yo, yo whenever I'm writing
You can call me Philly Titan
Reciting to you an interview
Like Phil Donahue
Me and my crew, translate Los Angeles
Scandalous, like Watergate
Phil on the break, Phil on the break phil
Fill in the blank
It feels bad like gettin' shanked
File up your taxes
I'm writin' exact on my axis
From my head down to my Air Max's
Phil waxes and relaxes
Phil also fills up mental food
Up in your picnic baskets
My name is Jason when I
Fill out my application to the nation
Niggas is gonna get in
Filled what they facin' phil
Feel the ration, Phil feel the adrenaline
I penetrate like penicillin
Niggas be like "Phil is illin!"
Phil is willin' and ready
Phil is Raw like Eddie
Phil be cuttin' up like machetes and confetti
Deadly, Phil
Feel the pain when I walk through the rain
Niggas be like "He sayin'
Phil again, Phil again, phil again"
Smoke, SmokeFest time
Hey, hey hey peace rap world
I'd like to make a special
Announcement right about now
We have a special guest that
Just stepped in the house you know this man
He the smokiest cat in rap music
He goes by the name of the Doctor Greenthumb
Smoke 'em out
Now I be, rollin' and smokin'
And holdin' the golden sack
When my lungs be gettin'
Swollen, hittin' the bong, rollin'
For chronic ironic, growin' the hydroponic
We got it
Robotic hit's you on melodic tricks of sonic
SmokeFest, expandin' your chest
Buddah bless, best
For you to step back 'cause your
Lyrics are like cess weed yes indeed
The session you need to retrieve it
It's ten niggas in a circle smokin' a spliff
Believe it retrieve it, over the counter
Can you conceive it
I give you Doctor Greenthumb digit's
Don't repeat it
The Brew Crew and the Buddah Masters together
Gettin' you higher and fuckin' you
Up that much faster
Zig zags, blunt leafs, pipes and bong-bowls
All be gettin' smoked at
The Buddah head shows
Excuse me if it seems too complicated
The herb I hold is platinum
While yours is nickel plated
Let me mash out, I'm breakin' the stash out
The hash out i roll into the studio to
Smoke my nigga Tash out
With that Doctor Greenthumb shit
Know what I mean?
Smoke, SmokeFest time