[Intro] Yeah! You know what time it is. Mid West style, and medicated. Let’s get it! Chaaah! [Chorus]Light it up, spark the flame, we don't play the same game! CHOP IT UP, break the bud, feel it running through my blood! From the Midwest to the West Coast, smoke a cloud until we ghost! Inhale, exhale, heavy weight, we elevate, we DON'T WAIT! ([Ad-lib]: Here we go!) [Verse 1] Packin' a pipe and I'm pickin' a pocket of purple and cannabis, can I just spit it? Hit it and quit it, the minute I light it, you know that I am the infinit-ly gifted! Look at the smoke as it billows and fills up the room, I'm a lyrical lunatic, boom! Zooming right up to the moon, I'm consumer of resin, a regular boom-bap balloon! [Beat cuts out abruptly for a split second] Wait a minute, hold up, roll up, pour up a cup of the medicated fluid, Everybody wanna do it but they never really knew it, how I put 'em in a trances when I'm blowing on the blunts, Hit it once, hit it twice, got a vice, cold as ice, rolling dice, paying price, I'm the king of the smoke, it's a joke, when they step to me! [Beat drops back in with heavy marching snares] Got a jar full of trichomes, clickin' my heels and I'm right home, Operatic vocals in my dome, standalone on a throne made of my enemy's bones! Ganja, Mary Jane, washing away all the pain in my brain, Indica drivin' me totally insane, man, I'm off of the chain! Ah-hah! [Chorus] Light it up, spark the flame, we don't play the same game! CHOP IT UP, break the bud, feel it running through my blood! From the Midwest to the West Coast, smoke a cloud until we ghost! Inhale, exhale, heavy weight, we elevate, we DON'T WAIT! [Verse 2] Pass it to the left, I am lethal with the leaf, Unbelievable relief, I am burying the grief, Got a briefcase full of the sticky green, the meanest cuisine, Smokin' on a backwood, lookin' like a king of the screen. [Flow switches to super-fast double-time] Pick up the pace when I'm in it, I'm puffin' a pound in a minute, I finish the limit, I win it, I'm living a cinematic adventure, the center of attention, did I mention the tension is gone? Smokin' from dusk until dawn, out on the lawn, yawn if you want, but I'm drawn to the strong, Hydroponic, iconic, the chronic is demonic, ultrasonic when I hit the bong! Chaaah! [Flow slows back down, deep voice] Yeah, cough it up. If you ain't choking, you ain't smoking. That's what the OG said. Now back to the rhythm, I'm breaking my cred! [Chorus] Light it up, spark the flame, we don't play the same game! CHOP IT UP, break the bud, feel it running through my blood! From the Midwest to the West Coast, smoke a cloud until we ghost! Inhale, exhale, heavy weight, we elevate, we DON'T WAIT! [Bridge: Delivery: Slow, melodic, and theatrical. High-pitched operatic backing vocals harmony.] Crimson eyes, watch the smoke rise to the ceiling... Medicate the mind, yeah, you know I love the feeling! [dramatic pause] Strange music in the air, floating everywhere... Take another drag, if you dare. [Shouted ad-lib]: (HEY! HEY! HEY! GO!) [Verse 3] Final round, underground, hear the sound, I am bound to the pound of the herb that I found! Unwind the mind, design a rhyme, aligned in time, I’m feeling prime, a mountain I climb! They try to copy the cadence but cannot match the stamina, Blowing smoke right into the lens of the camera, Storz & Bickel, volcano is bursting, I'm thirsting for terpene, the herbalist king! From Portland City to the world, watch the banner unfurl, Got the smoke in a swirl, got your mind in a twirl, We the elite, feel the heat of the beat, never accept a defeat, We wrap it up, pack it up, stack it up, track it up, SIT IN YOUR SEAT! [Ad-lib laughter]: (Hahaha, Chaaah!) [Chorus] Light it up, spark the flame, we don't play the same game! CHOP IT UP, break the bud, feel it running through my blood! From the Midwest to the West Coast, smoke a cloud until we ghost! Inhale, exhale, heavy weight, we elevate, we DON'T WAIT! [Outro: The heavy drums fade out, leaving just the dramatic classical strings and trailing echo of the piano.] [Spoken quietly, out of breath:] Yeah... float on out. Strange elevation. Take a deep breath... and let it out. [Sound of a lighter flick, followed by a heavy exhale, then silence]
