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  Still walkin down the streets with my hand on my black tec  Still walkin down the streets with my hand on my black tec
  My brain is high like Newark New Jersey do car thefts  My brain is high like Newark New Jersey do car thefts
  I'm high, when I sag my 2 Black Guys  I'm high, when I sag my 2 Black Guys
  I would be brief but my Karl Kani's didn't dry  I would be brief but my Karl Kani's didn't dry
  I smoke the blunt for all you underground chumps  I smoke the blunt for all you underground chumps
  My smoke bangs like it's freshly picked from the swamps  My smoke bangs like it's freshly picked from the swamps
  So nigga how you roll a blunt? Aiyyo, how you roll a blunt  So nigga how you roll a blunt? Aiyyo, how you roll a blunt
  Flip the script on some other shit like how you roll a cunt  Flip the script on some other shit like how you roll a cunt
  Now, I smoke the Maui, wow-wee  Now, I smoke the Maui, wow-wee
  Then I'll be back for me, I'm Sure, like Al B.  Then I'll be back for me, I'm Sure, like Al B.
  Go Uptown, smoke quarter-pounds at the Dungeon  Go Uptown, smoke quarter-pounds at the Dungeon
  Keith Murray meets me at the spot with the Bom-Ba  Keith Murray meets me at the spot with the Bom-Ba
  Go back to Jerz and smoke with Diezel Don  Go back to Jerz and smoke with Diezel Don
  Huh, pick up a bag from my block, two-oh's the number  Huh, pick up a bag from my block, two-oh's the number
  Who can get swift with the microphone mist  Who can get swift with the microphone mist
  Plus I'm crisp like CD's on LP's in 3D  Plus I'm crisp like CD's on LP's in 3D
  My funk respect it, cosmic injected  My funk respect it, cosmic injected
  That cause me to Set It Off just like that club record  That cause me to Set It Off just like that club record
  Hit it from the back, stay strapped like two packs of lubricants  Hit it from the back, stay strapped like two packs of lubricants
  It's gonna hurt -- no it's not a gat experience  It's gonna hurt -- no it's not a gat experience
  The funk dweller, creeps through your cellar  The funk dweller, creeps through your cellar
  And if your moms don't know your ass better tell her, like this y'all  And if your moms don't know your ass better tell her, like this y'all
      
  There's a million and one blunt spots all over the world  There's a million and one blunt spots all over the world
  That got good herb for all you boys and girls  That got good herb for all you boys and girls
  Which one do you go to? *many shouts*  Which one do you go to? *many shouts*
  Which one do you go to? *many shouts*  Which one do you go to? *many shouts*
  I'm packin buddha by the pounds and pull my Phillies from knapsacks  I'm packin buddha by the pounds and pull my Phillies from knapsacks
  Hey yo I didn't know your nickel bags come that fat  Hey yo I didn't know your nickel bags come that fat
  Yo check it, my lyrics strip the track butt-naked  Yo check it, my lyrics strip the track butt-naked
  Catch the Local to the A to the buddha to my vocals  Catch the Local to the A to the buddha to my vocals
  and I, set the world on fire  and I, set the world on fire
  Get a billion people higher, from just one blunt in my cypher  Get a billion people higher, from just one blunt in my cypher
  You swore to God you was mixed in bom-ba-zee  You swore to God you was mixed in bom-ba-zee
  The rhymer Bombs Squads and MC's like Hank Shocklee  The rhymer Bombs Squads and MC's like Hank Shocklee
  I spend a knot at all the buddha spots  I spend a knot at all the buddha spots
  From fifteen to fifty-fifth I ran all through the blocks  From fifteen to fifty-fifth I ran all through the blocks
  I set it off jock, I light a blunt for my nigga D  I set it off jock, I light a blunt for my nigga D
  That's doin three pack, now where I get the hash at  That's doin three pack, now where I get the hash at
  You can't fuck with my funk cause my funk is kinda abstract  You can't fuck with my funk cause my funk is kinda abstract
  Past that, I'm rough like McGruff on dust  Past that, I'm rough like McGruff on dust
  There's a million and one blunt spots in America  There's a million and one blunt spots in America
  Yeah I'm tellin ya  Yeah I'm tellin ya
      
  Now just throw your blunts up in the motherfuckin air  Now just throw your blunts up in the motherfuckin air
  Smoked out with niggaz from North Newark to Montclair  Smoked out with niggaz from North Newark to Montclair
  I rip the nouns from antonyms to synonyms  I rip the nouns from antonyms to synonyms
  Cause I got soul like James Brown and Rakim and them  Cause I got soul like James Brown and Rakim and them
  One of the America's Most Blunted  One of the America's Most Blunted
  Smoked out with MC Eiht and Compton Most Wanted  Smoked out with MC Eiht and Compton Most Wanted
  Ninety degrees, smoke with L.O.D. on the Island  Ninety degrees, smoke with L.O.D. on the Island
  Then back to Stat, to smoke more packs with the Shaolin  Then back to Stat, to smoke more packs with the Shaolin
  I showed the women how to roll a blunt stronger  I showed the women how to roll a blunt stronger
  But it didn't work, because they Lee nails got longer  But it didn't work, because they Lee nails got longer
  But the weed is good for when you're mackin  But the weed is good for when you're mackin
  and girls can front it off like they don't know shit that happened  and girls can front it off like they don't know shit that happened
  I know what happened, I told her, BACK, NICK that motherfucker  I know what happened, I told her, BACK, NICK that motherfucker
  So check!  So check!
  My stamina, your ass couldn't snap with cameras  My stamina, your ass couldn't snap with cameras
1  Leave you on your back like Godzilla did Gamera   Leave you on your back like Godzill did Gamera 1
  Props on blocks smokin the choc and what-nots  Props on blocks smokin the choc and what-nots
  I might catch a nickel bag sale from bus stops *needle rips record*  I might catch a nickel bag sale from bus stops *needle rips record*
      


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