Verse 1 
I'm M.C. Cracker, and I'm Sir L.B. 
we make our own rhymes and create new beats 
last year David V made me quit smoking 
but in our home movies were were always tokeing 
BUD you know that wonderful WEED 
if its powerhouse shit one bowls all ya need 
cause Ryan told me i'm just like Magiver 
I'll see ya next Tuesday if you're a survivor 
we smoked with Joe Harty and he almost died 
he took that hit with tears in his eye 
yeah we had the hooka and we had some great pot 
we outsmoked them believe it our not 
Sir L.B. makes smoking utencils 
drawing up designs with our pens and pencils 
we'd be smokin all day if we had the cash 
Bob's dad'll hook us up with a nice stash 
 
Verse 2: 
We're Chocolate Thai and we're here to rock 
we're 2 white kids but we're smooth like chocolate 
we're not from the city we're a couple of hicks 
live on dirt roads in the middle of the sticks 
we clambake in the morning in David V's car 
takin our pot from the golden herb jar 
it is our inspiration for a new song 
the pen and paper and my two stage bong 
we call it Senor cause it hits real good 
we hit it often like Senor should 
we never snort rid cause that shits wack 
try and make me your head got smacked 
we're just to smart to put shit up our nose 
smoking with Scott and yeah he knows 
when Randall wants buds he's gonna mumble 
Buzzo doesn't know so he doesn't wanna start trouble