[Intro] Yeah… Crack the bottle, let the smoke drift, it’s on Half the time I don’t know where these words come from But once they out, they ain’t never going back Like genie breathing fire when I’m scribbling on a pad [Chorus] The spirits in the smoke and the stories told from down in ya soul that's how we roll (yeah... the spirits in the smoke and the soul) Crack the bottle, let the smoke drift, its on [Verse 1 – Bear] I’m Bear in the morning, sitting parked by the store Sun creeping up, I just lit something for sure Got beats in my head man, they haunt me like ghosts But they don’t mean nothing if I’m the only one that knows One ear catch it, yeah that’s all that it takes Song come alive soon as somebody relates Ruckus in the funk lane, he keep pushing the groove And I’m just trying to show respect to the ones making moves [Verse 2 – Rukus] a yo bear got that vibe and I'm feeling the flow he got a way of saying rhymes that float like smoke we both go back to the roots, stayin true to the game we're on the same wavelength, hoping people relate we ain't chasin that bag, ain't out for no street cred cuz the music ain't real if you ain't bobbin yo head it's meant to make you connect, and start a chain reaction so you feel the effects, that's when the magic happens [Chorus] The spirits in the smoke and the stories told from down in ya soul that's how we roll (yeah... the spirits in the smoke and the soul) Crack the bottle, let the smoke drift, its on [Chorus] The spirits in the smoke and the stories told from down in ya soul that's how we roll (yeah... the spirits in the smoke and the soul) Crack the bottle, let the smoke drift, its on [Verse 3 – Bear] Yeah, these songs in the basement, kept hiding on tape Now they bust through the cracks, they don’t care what escape Like a genie with a cough, still puffing that smoke One play on the deck, and the spirit just spoke We all scribbling our pain just to keep the brain sane We just a couple grown kids, rhyming crooked but plain Collab ain’t no dream, nah, it’s scribbles in code Two dudes light a match, and we watch it explode [Verse 4 – Rukus] I mold songs in my mind like some kind of spell like vinyl lined up on a record store shelf tellin myself there ain't no reason to wait to twist something to smoke, and let this dope beat play we makin it real and disappear in the mode when rukus crew and the bear gettin down we in the zone hitting those notes, tryin to stay in key if one person feels it, then it was worth the squeeze [Chorus] The spirits in the smoke and the stories told from down in ya soul that's how we roll (yeah... the spirits in the smoke and the soul) Crack the bottle, let the smoke drift, its on [Chorus] The spirits in the smoke and the stories told from down in ya soul that's how we roll (yeah... the spirits in the smoke and the soul) Crack the bottle, let the smoke drift, it's on ©️ Rukus Crew 2025
