As I slash down all the haters that stand in my way
If they listen I bring them into my rhythm I portray
Its all a game to them but to me its a gem
I let it sparkle in the light as my sound extends

Meditative innovative notions I'm throwing
Right at you with a motion that don't slow or end
Fix the broken, and mend, its time to get up and send
the potion for the blend of the equation

I make it Cajun the hip hop contagion
Is that dumb punk mother fucker being too blatant
I'm making statements
and paving with patience a path for the ancients
and still craving for more but I can't take it

I'm breaking down all the sounds with the speakers
and lifting up the whole crowd in the ether
I make it sweeter with the microphone alone
Banging bass with a trace of the outer space tones

I bringing cake home to split with the fam
I throw it up for the west side clan
So throw it up if you west side fam n
Make um understand how this west sides ran

We making plans for the best keeping evil in check
And we will put you to the test if your rep aint kept
So if you west bless up live free and puff
a big blunt when-ever you want
that's right punks (voice box)

Tonight, is the night… to smoke a big blunt

Tonight, is the night that I'm writing a track
First, I hit the blunt then my mind reacts
As I exhale – I move to the next rail
Making the text sail you best bail if you cant handle
Make the scale tip and burn out the candle
Make the rhymes rip and trip out trample
as I triple it times multiply we be getting it.... hi
in the hide out – sittin it
Get the ride out we splittin it – its time ta
living out the life never kinda

I got a mind and my soul and spirit are just that
Bursting out with divine these are just facts
Watch me out-shine with some just acts
I'm just a real cat that gets real smacked and passes
I puff with passion every time its the same reaction
I puff the dragon... Imagine...

How I'm lit like Olympic flame I-make-it-rain-n'-happen
get-all-the-people-clappin-and-slappin-right-through-distractions-
infact-man-i-get-to-action-its-active-a-tion-no-complication-a-demonstration-of-some-conversation

My major and concentration is revelation
Turn off the radio station and tune into creation
of some real music coming straight out the basement
banging bass on the pavement hitting blunts making statements

Tonight, is the night… to smoke a big blunt

In case ya didn't know I own the microphone
Put it in the zone touch down on the tones
As I roam this vocal mission hits me strait to the bone
And my home is turning lyrics to song while smoking bongs

And blunts to the long I puff like tough gong
Cheech and Chong status come get at us with strong
digity dankness only getting with the stankist
Yea we grow it in the ground and I cann-abis

Lets get twisted the mission get it double fistin'
I'm with it breaking down the buds then I mix it
in with some hash then I twist it fast puff pass
Pulled out the secret stash for the master

Abstract high rhymes I'm the crafter
And a dope beats and loud crowds is what I'm after
How can I do it faster when its all in its time
No reason to increase your speed if your calm in the mind

and your vibin' getting down with your tribe as I'm compiling
right on time with the stylein'
(last night) is gone now tonight is the requirement
Bringing funk to the vicinity and fire it

That is I light it up like the tires did
I'm wiring all this shit together no conspiring
I'm - deep in the cypher and I'm brighter with the higher spin
And your admirin' how I cut in when I begin

And then I win it no split decision you know I reap the rhythm
Then I give them - the missions intent its called deliverance
that's what I sent – and how I'm living that's what I meant
I aint content unless I'm hitting blunts in a tent - its intense
I'll get you so bent that you repent
I Implement intent as I emit imagination
Instrumental innovation sen-sa-tion-al
Break me out a blunt I'll catch a case of the flow

Tonight, is the night… to smoke a big blunt...