The Way of the Plann
Life with ganja
That's what you require,
Take you high and higher
To the world give it up
I
Pour yourself a drink, as we take another trip
On a smooth flowing RnB, tip comes eclipse gettin' ready
And punks can be down with a state of mind
Can't get it off for all my homies check it out low
And go and kick it on another level,
Devils gettin' slain, step away
Try to fuck with me another day,
Yo I pray I whack rhymes like a mantis,
It's gettin' people mad,
Cuz the suckers couldn't stand us
Phat mentadellic, asiatic cool poet,
With a brain full of dis is for damn bitches,
Yo I know it gets hot, bein' the "T",
But I manage, always comin' up
With something don't cause 'em damage
On the weak, yo I'm freaks the funk
Till I'm flying, puffin' on the lie,
(Do you quit?), I ain't tryin'
Buyin' up another 20 bags for my bro,
And you know I keep it going,
Till I can't no more, so oh,
Here's another for the true fancy hiphop,
The ones living real, check my skills,
When I grind my steel, microphone ho
It gets ill on a quickfast, I got a smaller wrist than
Bruce lee, be kickin' ass.
Life with ganja
That's what you require,
Take you high and higher
To the world give it up
Life with ganja
That's what you desire,
High and higher
To the world give it up
II
Back in this G kickin' it with the phat dub set,
Sip on the genie juice and I always get the love back
To my homies in the true asiatic tribe,
Cuz in the hiphop industry, we get 'nuff by,
Straight pinoys, and you'll never catch us slippin'
In the crazy gas phase to all the suckaz I'd be trippin'
In the house and my partners livin' phat,
Talk to Johnny Krush and do you know where your head's at?
So legalize it, so legalize it, puff,
Puff the ragga muffin, the Tracer advertising
So check it out, the T-R-A-C-E-R
Down with my homie Type, as illegal both for far
I'm not down with the 'cain but I took the mary jane
Our rhymes are crazy flowin' just like water in the drain
So let me catch you rat, catch you, catch you rat,
With the Mastaplann crew always comin' correct, uh.
Life with ganja
That's what you require,
Take you high and higher
To the world give it up
Life with ganja
That's what you desire,
High and higher
To the world give it up
Break it down...
Smooth...
Somethin'...
III
So yo chill for a sec,
Cuz the Type is full of wreck,
I check at all the punk fools,
With my mind like a tech 9
I'm spranging minds
All around make you wanna get down'
And take a buddha for the buddha-fide sound,
So let me flip the script, grab the mic real quick,
And kick it one time, cuz the Tracer's comin' sic,
On this track, the asiatic tribe's got my back,
Livin' straight stack, with the phat buddha stack,
And my asiatic click's gettin sick,
Affix my big quick, no shit because the lights anotha explicit,
Kill the riff in the stress as I'm zonin'
And this is for my homies and the bitchees that we bonin' and uh
On the real, we stay true to the game
Everywhere we go people yellin' out our name
The M-A-S-T-A-P-L-A double N
Taking hits from the split, all the way to the end
Life with ganja
That's what you require,
Take you high and higher
To the world give it up
Life with ganja
That's what you desire,
High and higher
To the world give it up
Life with ganja
That's what you require,
Take you high and higher
To the world give it up
Life with ganja
That's what you desire,
High and higher
To the world give it up