Take A Hit

I'm gonna get you high today

Relax facin', facin' mind-bogglin' hallucinations

Easy does it 'til the skull get your lungs full

Take a deep pull, react, sit back 'cause Mack

Got that bu-yow shit that getcha higher than wick-wack

Is hard as stone alone, it's always on

Never home-grown totin' 'cause the streets made me potent

Down since '84 now live for '95

Got it swingin' while some niggas bangin', I'm dope slangin'

For my everyday expenses, know the consequences

The bigger the sack, the bigger the sentence

No time for repentance, put it down, count the stripes

That I tally, runnin' backstreet's and alleys through Inglewood, Cali

So back the fuck-up, don't act the fuck-up

Never slip from the hit, triple-six in the clip when I trip

So busters beware, never dare to have qualms

With that nigga Mack 10 full of ghetto ass bombs

Can you feel it, nigga? Nothin' can save you (take a hit)

Roll your papers (and take a heel on my shit)

Can you feel it, nigga? Nothin' can save you (yeah)

Roll your papers (and take a heel on my shit)

Get'cha high like a rocket, loot in my pocket

Mean like the green, bomb like the chocolate

Thai, I Mack 1-0, gun ho

Dirty ass Lynch Mob crew, new voodoo

Cast a killer, cap peeler, hang with gorillas

Tragic when you catch it, runnin' from my magic (canal)

New Jackin' got it crackin' like Nino's

Stackin' like casinos, bomb like the primos

Make your crack dough black, attack like karate

Always beamed up like Scotty, I control your body

Leave you numb, red rum, slug like a Dodger

Nothin' bomber than this West side ghetto ganga

Hundred proof pure dopeness and it seems

Heavy as a Chevy, too much for a triple beam

Fiend for the microphone, one pop you drop

And it don't stop, I can't stop Mack 10 and it won't stop

So take a hit (I'm gonna get you high today)

(Shit) Mac 10 (but I'm gonna get you high today)

Shit

Can you feel it, nigga? Nothin' can save you

Roll your papers (and take a heel on my shit)

Can you feel it, nigga? Nothin' can save you

Roll your papers (and take a heel on my shit)

Got that one-hitter quitter shit so take a whiff

Need a torch to light my spliff, work the late night shift

Get my drift? Had it sewed up ever since I showed up

Cookin' up boulders, got a crew full of soldiers

Claimin' Bs, claimin' Cs, everybody Gs

Went from laces to Deez, from more Cs to Ki's

What you need, guaranteed to whip and leave you trippin'

Like your sane, I sippin', funky germ dippin'

Make you tweak, lose sleep, I creep like a phantom

Ran 'em then I win 'em, all up in 'em like venom

Got the lotions, slow motion, hit the magic potion

Don't panic, satanic, devotions, convulsions

Wipe your whole crew out, niggas get blew out

Hides behind a stockin' while the bomb's tick-tockin'

Keep rockin', and it don't quit, it's Mack 10, the shit

So press your luck, but you know you can't fuck with it

Can you feel it, nigga? Nothin' can save you (take a hit)

Roll your papers (and take a heel on my shit)

Can you feel it, nigga? Nothin' can save you

Roll your papers (and take a heel on my shit)

Can you feel it, nigga? Nothin' can save you

Roll your papers (and take a heel on my shit)

Can you feel it, nigga? Nothin' can save you

Roll your papers (and take a heel on my shit)