The Pharcyde - Pack the Pipe

April 6th, 2008

Trapped in the cockpit at forty thousand feet
the sky is the limit but we superscede
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

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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 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 bitch
I know that Fatlip carries a pack to cure the nicotine itch

because the only itch I have is for the indoe 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 and keep it movin’ down the line

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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 shit in front of my little four year old son
she sent him inside the house meanwhile my Sheri steadily rolled

one after the other then another ’cause I’m rollin’ in the dough
so we rolled in the indoe as if the kid didn’t know
he’s lookin’ through the windoew 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 advisor
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?

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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 indoe 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 bitch smokes a lotta heron
every day a hard basehead I don’ know what to say

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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