Take Another Hit

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Knightowl] I'm lighting one up and I'm taking a puff I'm standing alone at the dock of the bay I am in love with Mary Jane Then I commence to trip, the brain Smoking the herb when I roll on the way to the pad And then suddenly I had a thought Loading my clip and I started to trip Then spotted the fool that I wanted to hit So I had to blast him, putting his ass in the past I'm insane but who is the brain from the crime that I do And I don't even like you I be the loco that is on a mission full of ammunition I'm smoking them all the bullets, I'm dishing, there's no competition You're not my homie, you don't even know me, you better get back The Knightowl's equipped with the clip that I bring to the battles I'm in so you know Imma win All of the time when I got to do crime, putting them all in a bed Is where they wish they were Instead of being paralyzed, they realize They shouldn't have messed with the man that'll smoke Leaving the family broke Is what I do best I'm ripping the heart out your chest And leaving a big bloody mess When I'm rolling them vatos they better look out por que soy malo The straight caga palo when I be packing them slugs that be hollow [Chorus: Kozme] I like the way you make me feel when you're inside Lighting up the dank trying to catch a high I love the way you roll me up and hit me from behind Pass it to my homies so they can touch the sky It's just the little things you do that make me want to stay Pinching off the sack, roll another dime Just take another hit of me and you will feel okay Smoking on my indo so I can write my rhymes [Verse 2: Kozme] Bring it, bring it on, light another bong and hoping that it stays lit So put another screen, pack another bowl, and take another hit All the pope, she is one of a kind Roll her up, light her up, inhale and recline So Mrs. Mary Jane, please say that you're mine I love you by the ounces and I love you by the dimes Every time you walk by, you always seem to blow my mind You've got me on the rise as I pursue to incline And I see; me and you sitting in a tree, P-U-F-F-I-N-G Smoking on the dank, filling up my tank Turn up the notch to hear my base bone crank Through the San Gabriel Valley is where I reside There's nowhere to run, there's nowhere to hide As you collide into that smoke you'd be never coming back Don't underestimate the power of the buddhasack [Chorus: Kozme] I like the way you make me feel when you're inside Lighting up the dank trying to catch a high I love the way you roll me up and hit me from behind Pass it to my homies so they can touch the sky It's just the little things you do that make me want to stay Pinching off the sack, roll another dime Just take another hit of me and you will feel okay Smoking on my indo so I can write my rhymes [Verse 3: Knightowl] Another day I'm up in the morning got all my trapos creased I'm on the way to go see me a hyna so I grab my piece I'm on the wrong side of the tracks, I got to be ready to battle Nobody I trust, I got my own back, I'm followed by my shadow Times keep on slipping into the future I'm getting no younger but its the younger ones that'll shoot you Them little vatos try to get loc as I'm taking a puff of the smoke I'm taking your breath, I'll lead you to death My lines, you buy like meth When you're listening to rhymes like these, vatos envy You send me a demo and want me to listen to that when you be wack All them fools get done, I be the one that is connected Corrected, they stand cause I'm the one running the land The Knightowl be badder than most I'm whipping them all then I'm ghost I be the nut that is ready So bring it on down no matter how many I coast I be sick when I be flowing And all of them levas be knowing That a vato like me be the real OG, 6-1 N-I-N-E [Chorus: Kozme] I like the way you make me feel when you're inside Lighting up the dank trying to catch a high I love the way you roll me up and hit me from behind Pass it to my homies so they can touch the sky It's just the little things you do that make me want to stay Pinching off the sack, roll another dime Just take another hit of me and you will feel okay Smoking on my indo so I can write my rhymes I like the way you make me feel when you're inside Lighting up the dank trying to catch a high I love the way you roll me up and hit me from behind