Pass It To The Sky - Insane Clown Posse, Kottonmouth Kings, Mike E. Clark

Well?

Well, what?

Light it up, ninja!

I am!

So, what the fuck you doin', then?

Passin' it up to the sky

Well, how long they hittin'?

Sometimes I get so high, my mind gets lost in

Compton, with Eazy-E, ridin' down Slauson

Ice cold 40's, freezin' our balls

Smokin' purple and shorties creepin' and crawlin'

I won’t lie, no place I’d rather be when I’m high

Than up on Andre the Giant’s shoulders, smokin'

On his way to the ring as he’s beatin' some ass

I’m front row with Bruce Lee, eatin' brownies of hash

Then I dash in the limo off to Neverand

For a water balloon fight with the King of Pop, my man

We stop his ferris wheel, way up on top

And smoke cotton candy nuggets out his personal crop

I can’t stop wishin' all my heroes wasn’t dead, man

We was marinatin' somewhere gettin' high instead

It’s just a dream, or so it seem, but every day I’m closer

Than I’ve ever been to gettin' high with breed again

Pass it to the sky!

We look up to ya

(To show we care) Let us all hold it high

Pass it to the sky!

We look up to ya

(To show we care) Let us all hold it high

Pass it to the sky!

We look up to ya

(To show we care) Let us all hold it high

Pass it to the sky!

We look up to ya

We look up to ya.

We look up to ya

Imagine packin' with John Lennon

Yellow Submarine, puffin' train wrecker lemon

Pass up on the left side, Mr. Bob Marley

Take a big hit.

Praise Jah, rastafari

Up to the sky, so high, unbelievable

Jimi Hendrix jammin' solos for kilo

Look at Kobain whippin' cocaine with Elvis

Sid Vicious rippin' whip-it's with Jesus?

Me and Janice blazed heavy, got incredibly deep

Morrison up on the couch.

He’s either dead or asleep

I raise my joint to the clouds, Garcia he be

Fillin' up a wheelbarrow full of superior weed

I’m hearin' «Hey, dirtay.»

Let me hit that OG again

Yeah, just me and Stevie Ray

Johnny Cash then lit up the burnin' ring of fire

Even better, add a ‘Jane.

Show me how to hold it high

Pass it to the sky!

We look up to ya

(To show we care) Let us all hold it high

Pass it to the sky!

We look up to ya

(To show we care) Let us all hold it high

Pass it to the sky!

We look up to ya

(To show we care) Let us all hold it high

Pass it to the sky!

We look up to ya

We look up to ya.

We look up to ya

Man, I’m still here smokin' buds.

I’m poppin' wheelies

Up and down the street on my bike.

I’m gettin' silly

Like Evel Knievel ridin' around soakin' Phillies

You’re jumpin down the stairs, breakin' bones.

Man, I know you feel me

Time to just shoot it

Albert Einstein, duct tape and super glue it

I’m high like Mike’s dad.

Pass it up and just do it

And everybody still alive, feel the vibe and groove it (Yeah)

I see myself ridin' up and down the block

Goin' west side smokin' pot with 2Pac.

Ha!

And Lord knows I be hittin' mad bulls

Down to Mexico, it’s a

That Joaquin Phoenix, we just drank a beer

But I did smoke one with his rap career (Ooh!)

Right in the streets of New York, raisin hell

Puffin' on ales with Biggie and Big L’s

Pass it to the sky!

We look up to ya

(To show we care) Let us all hold it high

Pass it to the sky!

We look up to ya

(To show we care) Let us all hold it high

Pass it to the sky!

We look up to ya

(To show we care) Let us all hold it high

Pass it to the sky!

We look up to ya

We look up to ya.

We look up to ya

Pass it to the sky!

We look up to ya

(To show we care) Let us all hold it high

Pass it to the sky!

We look up to ya

(To show we care) Let us all hold it high

Pass it to the sky!

We look up to ya

(To show we care) Let us all hold it high

Pass it to the sky!

We look up to ya

We look up to ya.

We look up to ya