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