Pack The Pipe (Interlude) (explicit)-The Pharcyde

Pack The Pipe (Interlude) - The Pharcyde Trapped in the cockpit at forty thousand feet The sky is the limit but we supersede The greed for the speed is like way beyond limits I grab my parachute with like forks and spoons in it And I'm falling, I'm falling, my heart rapid rushes Death before my eyes, oh why did I trust this My reactions are repeated over and over and over Oh it seems like I will never be sober The pipe, the pipe, let's pack the pipe The pipe, the pipe, let's pack the pipe The pipe, the pipe, let's pack the pipe The pipe, the pipe, let's pack the pipe I look in every hip hop magazine it seems That the blunts are being passed around the scenes in teams And the gomma man with contraband in lesser amounts I guess 'cause understands he has his chance, he passes like fouts But his pass is incomplete 'cause I can tell in the smell To let the touch he pass me by let the left catch hell If I wanted to smoke tobacco I'd get a skinny white b**ch I know that fat lip carries a pack to cure the nicotine itch Because the only itch I have is for the in doe or cess So don't pass me that mess or try to even protest That it's adding to the flavor 'cause the old one was fine Won't you pack the pipe we keep it movin' down the line The pipe, the pipe, let's pack the pipe The pipe, the pipe, let's pack the pipe The pipe, the pipe, let's pack the pipe The pipe, the pipe, let's pack the pipe I got a big ol' blunt, I'm lampin' on my front porch About to put a torch to it then Coco said don't do it Please don't hit that sh*t in front of my little four year old son She sent him inside the house mean while my Sheri steadily rolled One after the other then another 'cause I'm rollin' in the dough So we rolled in the in doe as if the kid didn't know He's lookin' through the window yo while we tryin' to hide it To make a boy grow to be ignorant and misguided About the bud Now I have to play the part of the adviser Because the bud is just the tasty tantalizer The bud not the beer 'cause the bud makes me wiser So I said come're little man and with his little hand He grabbed the pipe a lesson in Buddah blessin' Not too young just right, so he started blazin' it was amazin' My lungs are black and shriveled up like a raisin But who am I to deny the kid a try, at nature's little way of sayin', hi? So pack the pipe The pipe, the pipe, let's pack the pipe The pipe, the pipe, let's pack the pipe The pipe, the pipe, let's pack the pipe The pipe, the pipe, let's pack the pipe Twisting turning burning rings of fire when I come into ya layer Say ya pay yer fare for the fee, I see the pipe, the pipe is what I like I'm imani and I'm hype give me the pipe tonight I really wanna smoke it, I really want to smoke it I choke it, the in doe no jokin', I'm doin' it like this I hope I do not get this by anybody, no by anybody By anybody, no by anybody What? Uh huh uh huh Why does your mother smoke pipe with crack on the inside She likes to take a bus ride with a shern stick in her mouth Preachin' about what the world's goin' on, I don' know what's up The b**ch smokes a lotta heron Every day a hard base head I don' know what to say The pipe, the pipe let's pack the pipe The pipe, the pipe let's pack the pipe The pipe, the pipe let's pack the pipe I saw ya, the pipe dammit Now it's dark inside nostril An inside nose he completed the run