Who Sang Smokefest 1999? Tash feat. Phil da Agony , Big Boi & André 3000 , B‐Real

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Release information
Release Date: 1999
Genre: Hip Hop
Style: Gangsta
length: 4:56
Smoke this blunt
Yo, everybody grab a seat, welcome to Smoke Fest '99
I'm glad you all could make it
As you can see admission was free this Smoke Fest this year
All the weed you see is free, but the blunts cost sixty bucks baby
(Sixty bucks?)

CaTashTraphe, I shoot it through, dipped in twenty-four karats
If why'all *****s don't feel me, then I blame it on your parents
'cause Tash **** it up, don't twist it up wit luck
My style is cold like I bought it off the icecream truck
Listen here, Tash be crashin *****s wit my beer
Tash be partied down as **** swingin off the chandelier
Tash be here, Tash be there
Tash be everywhere it's poppin
I'm here to let you know ****in wit me's not an option
'cause Tash is my name, Tash'll start it wit a bang
Tash'll end it wit a *gun shots* that's not the same thing
Tash'll split your frame, Tash swings like gold chains
I be rollin wit King T, and we all in the same game
But enough about CaTash, let's talk about some skrill
You know it's bout to pop if Likwit Crew is on the bill
You can ask my ***** Phil how real this is, the weed
Smoke Fest '99 burn something to the beat

Damn man, why'all came all the way from where, man?
"All the way from Mobile, Alabama."
Oh yeah, you came to smoke some blunt?
"Yes sir, we came to smoke some blunts wit you baby."

Smoke, Smoke Fest time

[Big Boi]
Yeah yeah yeah
I was lookin to get my skull blowed up like Kid Dynamtie
The time is right
Be ridin the track so fiercely that it seems I'm already high tonight
But I'm not though just on them Black & Mild's
And people thinkin I'm the wild one 'cause I be flipping
And rippin the track and verbally attacking on yo' style for fun
Higher soul but to please myself I gotta be composing that fly ****
And you notifying Alkaholiks daily
So punk mu****er you better dub *****
What do you need boy, rap and some my boys are still in the trap
I mean the dope spot, but the slanging got my snapping like the rope hot
I can be the player you want to bust wit
Or ***** you don't even want to go **** wit
Or nup with, you suck ****, so why you all up on my nuts quick
I hold the microphone and that's wit a vice grip
Really tightly, and I'm keepin the words crystal clear
So you gon' correct when you try to bite thee
Very nicely, Aquemini my *****, not a Pisces
But I likely, gon' fetch a sack of that green stuff
While I write G, yeah yeah right

Yeah, check this out yeah
Hard life, now picture this
A ***** in jail, rapping while his folk in the next cell
Tapping wit some spoons, we do rank the boom boom
Fresh off a planet wit sand dunes and maroon moons
Soaking wet wounds, ***** tangling tunes
Musty under arms, soul shlong charm
Bump off in the drums, rhythm on the one
Stankonious under smelling where I'm coming from son
The day you bone is when you start to die
The time in between us will mean the most, I toast my high
**** gets so bad, I know it make you want to cry
But suck it up, button up, go ahead and do your thing
For I'm already high

Smoke, Smoke Fest time
[Phil The Agony]
Yo yo yo
Whenever I'm writing, you can call me Philly Titan
Reciting to you an interview like Phil Donahue
Me and my crew, translate Los Angeles
Scandalous, like Watergate
Phil on the break, Phil on the break
Phil/fill in the blank, it feels bad like getting shanked
File up your taxes, I'm writing exact on my axis
From my head down to my Air Max's
Phil waxes and relaxs
Phil also fills up mental food up in your ?deadly gases?
My name is Jason when I fill out my application
To the nation, *****s is gonna get in filled what they facin
Phil/feel the ration, Phil/feel the adrenaline
I penetrate like penicillin, *****s be like "Phil is illin!"
Phil is willin and ready
Phil is Raw like Eddie
Phil be cuttin up like machetes and confetti
Deadly, Phil/feel the pain when I walk through the rain
*****s be like "He saying Phil again, Phil again, Phil again"

Smoke, Smoke Fest time

Hey hey hey
Peace rap world, I'd like to make a special announcement right about now
We have a special guest that just stepped in the house
You know this man, he the smokiest cat in rap music
He goes by the name of the Doctor Greenthumb, smoke em out

Now I be, rolling and smoking
And holding the golden sack
When my lungs be getting swollen, hitting the bong folding
For chronic ironic, growing the hydroponic
We got it, robotic hits you on melodic tricks of sonic
Smoke Fest, expanding your chest
Buddah bless best, for you to step back 'cause your lyrics are like cess weed
Yes indeed, the session you need to retrieve it
It's ten *****s in a circle smoking a spliff, believe it
Retrieve it, over the counter, can you conceive it
I give you Doctor Greenthumb digits, don't repeat it
The Brew Crew and the Buddah Masters together
Getting you higher and ****ing you up that much faster
Six sacks, blunt leafs, pipes and bong-bowls
All be getting smoked at the Buddah head shows
Excuse me if it seems too complicated
The herb I hold is platinum while yours is nickel plated
Let me mash out, I'm breakin the stash out, the hash out
I roll into the studio and smoke my ***** Tash out
Wit that Doctor Greenthumb ****, know what I mean?

Smoke, Smoke Fest time

CD 1
  • 1 Ricochet
  • 2 Cops (skit)
  • 3 G'z Iz G'z
  • 4 Pimpin' Ain't Easy
  • 5 Rap Life
  • 6 The Game
  • 7 Game Show (skit)
  • 8 Only When I'm Drunker
  • 9 Goggles (skit)
  • 10 Nightfall
  • 11 Bill Clinton (skit)
  • 12 Smokefest 1999
  • 13 Fallin' On
  • 14 Tash Rules
  • 15 Ice-T (skit)
  • 16 True Homies
  • 17 Blackula
  • 18 Bermuda Triangle
    CD 2
  • 1 The Drama (intro)
  • 2 Live From N.Y.
  • 3 Skit
  • 4 Power
  • 5 Make Cents
  • 6 Skit
  • 7 Fallin' On
  • 8 Hypnotize Cash Money
  • 9 Se Acabo (It's Over) (remix)
  • 10 Skit
  • 11 G. Building
  • 12 Forget Me Nots
  • 13 Pistol
  • 14 Ballers (Cash Money mix)
  • 15 Spread Love
  • 16 The Shakedown (outro)