(Intro)
Dawg
Everybody always wanna be telling you how you should be rapping ,what you should be rapping about, this, that, & a third.
Back handed compliments like: "That song you did is hella tight, but it's too serious. I just want party shit. I just want weed shit, whatever..." & I'm like
"Dawg..."

"& it goes a little something like this"

(Mane Rok)
Puff, Puff, Pass - Huh?! Fuck That!!
Life's more serious, Hey Fool, just hear me it's/
Raw - Uncut, that "EDDIE!" Delirious/
It gets funny style, this bitch got jokes/
Punchlines sometimes like this shit I wrote/
That aint really the point though, straight killing this joint bro/
You don't want no smoke from this thing in hand/
Wondering "Beats come from machine or man??"
Aint a L.I.F.E. I'd condone or would ask kids to mimic/
But I be the first to tell the homie go ahead and "HIT IT!"

(InkLine)
Yeah i’m with it, never, no "one hit and quit it"/
A Mile High - we stay lifted to be specific/
Get 'em twisted, keep it lit, just lemme hit it/
I’m blackin out, no tapping out, that’s sacrilegious/
You bout to witness incredible hype shit/
A hella psychedelic trip edibles might kick/
I be on some eloquent, etiquette, type shit/
(((as we go a lil something like this
hit it!)))
Smoke a whole QT pie of that "ooh-wee-ah"/
Blunt trauma to the dome, push it thru the side/
No cooley high but we groovy guys/
Unless you decide you can fly, you ain’t truly high/
But i ain’t chasin' no dragon, I’m actin' aggro on 'em/
I Mad Hatter the shatter, you actin Alice on 'em/
It’s sanctimonious smack a slab of the wax up on 'em
I’m Jacob’s ladder cake batter that i’m dabbin on 'em/
If you ain’t puttin in on this the just forget it/
Ah, fuck it, Imma break bread, go ahead and Hit It!/

(Ichiban)
Her first name Mary & her last name Jane/
Taught me a little ditty on the tambourine/
Put it in the air over alpines I'll fly/
Join the club otherwise know as Mile High/
Step up in the cypher, eager just to have a turn/
Blaze trees with technique - slash and burn/
Leaf of the vegetable, Eat on an edible/
We on that medical, Chief - I’m the Seminole/
Been a Fresh Prince, really silly with the Phillie/
Just being blunt, bud’s light dilly dilly/
Puff, puff that dragon magical/
With a zig and a zag you know how I roll/
All natural need no pesticide/
Pass the Dutchie pon the left hand side/
That Cheech and Chong been a part of my past/
Apologize in advance if I just parked on the grass/
Hard to quit, addicted to a quick fix/
So in the mean time I think ill just "HIT IT!"

(Fleetwood DeVille)
Two tears in a bucket, don’t disrupt the budget/
Ash that huff, let me gas up/
Breakin down on a letter the state sent/
'Bouta turn this tax ID to reparations/
The Mack Minister, The fat tipper, That nigga/
Wittha zip of indica at Spa World/
Sippin pomegranate vinegar, I breeze thru saintly/
Make room, Stay Tuned, The scheme skew daily!

(DJ AWHAT!!!)
"Hit It Hard!"

(Carnage The Executioner)
Raw, botanical I...Loaded track that’s tight/
Caught a natural high...Won’t just pass the pipe-
Me sparkin’ the weed? I’m a forty-five year-old black dude/
Who’s never been high...Geez, hard to believe!
Yep...I can give you a grey hair in the beard lecture/
On stickin’ to guns & being aware of the peer-pressure-
Askin’ if I have it blabbin’ I got to try 'caine/
My coke was a can of soda your man can flow but he is surely-
Not in my lane...Stand & avoid Cannabinoids/
No CBD, Carnage, BEEN DOPE, Keep Rok-in like Mane...Now, know what I want?/
You to start to pen quotes with-out tokin’ a blunt-
Go to ya’ truck...Open it up...Sit with the tracks & git/
Hungry not from munchies but when ya’ listen to Ravenous-
Do as I say, do as do, right! Notice I/
Have that crack! I’m high on my own supply!
Lifted, I’m Doug E. Fresh & Buff Love on steroids/
Ripped it! No needle for the fix, kid..."HIT IT!"

**Carnage Beatbox**