The Cactus

3rd Bass deals with the first place

Of where your mind is

The kind of stuff that you wanna smoke blunts with

Take pictures like Allen Funt would

Snapshots get the crack hot

Good to get it, but don't sweat it

'Cause if you pursue, she'll chalk the cue

And boom, stroke the eight ball

Stick and run, and we're havin' fun

Prickin' my cactus like I'm shootin' my gun

Quickly till it explodes

And I unload the cactus

You don't understand the size of it

You don't understand the size of it

I stand for lust of quenchin'

Gee sit on cactus and rotate

Enough time to clock a digit

Ass so large it won't quit

So I step to kick to

The Oval Office in my intro

Throwin' low bass to the third line

A girl on mine's a prop

So I found loops to hold

And then a boomin' butt to go

To go low solo readily

It's the cactus behind Door Three

The smart villain, chillin' like Gilligan

Out on a island

Fishin' with my string and bamboo

Caught something in a see through nighty

Might be a little tasty

A three hundred pound white girl

No one to see this

Boom, I drop my fluid like a chemist

She's contained and I'ma lame brain

But doin' the wild thing

Kicked the fat thing off of my swing

Larger than Jim Backus, it's the cactus

No boots, your money spent

Last call for toxicants

One move to reach a throttle

Eyesight is through a goggle

I trip to the hype type

Good lookin' in the dark light

It's appetizin' to conversate

To a fossil pushin' fifty-eight

All bags and her butt sags

In the desert, no price tag

A household tool and a stank hoe

The cactus turned Hammer's mother out

There it is, RIF Productions has brought forth "The Cactus"

Forget what you have heard, forget what you might have seen

'Cause this is the new thing to swing upon in 80-deca

Sam Sever got the cactus, Pete Nice got the cactus

Tayshaun got the cactus, MC Serch got the cactus

Russell Simmons got the cactus, KMD got the cactus

Two humans got the cactus, Ahmed and Otis got the cactus

Big Craig got a big ol' cactus

Rakim got a cactus

Dante, he got a little itty bitty baby cactus

But he can still use it

See ya, yo, we're Professor Griff

That means we're outta here, sucker