Intro: (*MC introducing Coolio*)
    Alright alright, alright alright alright. Next we got a guy comin out
  from
  Compton, California, gonna tell you all about his experiment with a drug
  called Stix. That's some kind of embalment fluid mixed with scherm those
  niggas down in...ha, those black guys down in Compton.
  *guy toking up*
  Yo stop that!
    Hook (x2):
    Who got the bomb? Who got the bomb?
  Somebody? Anybody? Who got the bomb?
    Verse 1:
    Pass me the dip, it's time to take a hit
  of the potent ass shit the kind that make you strip
  Two headed critter, now I'm an airplane
  flyin high inside my brain
  You know karate, I no rizzeign
  Try to beat me down I feel no pain
  Puffer, toker, loopy loop smoker
  Coolio loca, laugh like The Joker
  Loony, psychotic, nutty, kinda crazy
  Down for mine that's the way mama raised me
  Summertime we freak in the heat
  Butt naked in the middle of the street
  We're smokin stix
  Yeah
    Hook (x2)
    Verse 2:
    If you don't know how to do it, yo here's how ya do it
  Take the scherm and cigarette and dip it in the fluid
  Oh my God! Oh my God! Now the shit is lookin lovely
  Light and stars all around me and above me
  Never feelin good, I watch a motherfucker work
  Try to step into the Circle I chop em up like wood
  put em in an envelope and send it off to Interscope
  Cos nigga's gettin short, I'm chokin from the smoke
  I pass it to my homey so he can take a toke
  Got a large loot, got it robbin that's cos I was broke
  Jumped in the bucket, mad styles like a demon
  If only you could trip off that shit that I'm seein
  I got to get a grip cos the nigga's about to flip
  Sometimes that's how it get when you're smokin stix
  Yeah
    Hook (x2)
    Verse 3:
    Wake up the next morning in a cold sweat
  under the bed, soakin wet, wearin boots and a hair net
  Empty .45 was layin on the dresser
  Last night I played the role of the tester
  Toked up a good bag, Jenna had a good nap
  Flashback got me ready to scrap
  I don't know what I done did
  and I don't know where I done been
  I know last night I robbed my friend
  and if that's wrong then call it a sin
  But I was broke and broke ain't no joke
  and I can't cope without my Smith so
  so dip it up and watch me suck it up
  and I'll get fucked up and I might go nuts
  So pass the loot motherfucker, pass the loot!
  Pass the loot motherfucker to a troop
  We're smokin stix