Chorus:
Light the ganja
That's what you require
Take you high and higher
To the world you belong
Verse 1:
Pour yourself a drink, as we take another trip
On a smooth flowing RnB tip, coz the clips getting ready
And punks can't be down with this state of mind
Can get it off all my homies check it out loc
I'm gonna kick it on another level
Devils gettin' slain, step away
Try to fuck with me another day
Yo I prey on wack rhymes like a mantis
It's gettin' people mad
Coz the suckas coudn't stand us
Phat mentadellic, Ssiatic cool poet
With a brain full of disses, for damn bitches
Yo I know it gets hard being the T
But I managed, always comin' up
With something dope causing damage
On the weak, yo I'm freaks the funk
Till I'm flying, puffin' on the lah
(Do you quit?), I ain't tryin'
Buyin' up another 20 bags for my bro
And you know I keep it going
'Til i can't no more, so oh
Here's another for the true fans of hiphop
The ones living real, check my skills
When I grab my steel microphone
Its gets ill on a quickfast, i got a smaller wrist than
Bruce Lee kickin' ass
Chorus:
Light the ganja
That's what you require
Take you high and higher
To the world you belong
Light the ganja
That's what you desire
High and higher
To the world you belong
Verse 2:
Back in this G kickin' with the phat dubsack
Sippin' on the gin and juice and I always give the love back
To my homies in the True Asiatic Tribe
Coz in the hiphop industry, we got enough vibes
Straight pinoys, and you'll never catch us slippin'
In the crazy ass phase to all the suckas I'd be trippin'
In the house and my partners livin' phat
Talk to Johnny Krush, do you know where your headset?
(So legalize it, so legalize it, puff
Puff the ragga muffin, the Tracer advertising)
So check it out, the T-R-A-C-E-R
Down with my homie Type, as illegal both for far
I not down with the cane but I toke the mary jane
Our rhymes crazy flowin' just like water in the drain
So let me catcha wreck, catcha, catcha wreck
With the Mastaplann crew always comin' correct uh
Chorus:
Light the ganja
That's what you require
Take you high and higher
To the world you belong
Light the ganja
That's what you desire
High and higher
To the world you belong
Break it down
Smooth
Somethin
Verse 3:
So yo chill for a sec
Cuz the type is full of wreck
So check all the punk fools
With my mind like a Tech-9
I'm spraying minds
All around make you wanna getdown'
And take a buddah for the buddahfide sound
So let me flip the script, grab the mic real quick
And kick it one time, coz the Tracer's comin' sick
On this track, the Asiatic Tribe's got my back
Livin' straight stack, with the phat buddah stack
And my Asiatic clicks gettin' sick
Affix my big quick, no shit because the lights anotha spliziff
Kill the riff in the stress as I'm zonin'
And this is for my homies and the bitches that we bonin' and uh
On the real, we stay true to the game
Everywhere we go, people yellin' out our name
The M-A-S-T-A-P-L-A- double N
Taking hits from the spliff, all the way to the end
Chorus (2x):
Light the ganja
That's what you require
Take you high and higher
To the world you belong
Light the ganja
That's what you desire
High and higher
To the world you belong
