[Verse 1: Redman]
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Still walking down the streets with my hand on my black Tec
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My brain is high like Newark New Jersey do car thefts
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Im high, when I sag my 2 Black Guys
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I would be brief but my Karl Kanis didnt dry
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I smoke the blunt for all you underground chumps
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My smoke bangs like its freshly picked from the swamps
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So nigga how you roll a blunt, ayo, how you roll a blunt
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Flip the script on some other shit like how you roll a cunt
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Now, I smoke the Maui, wow-wee
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Then Ill be back for more, Im sure, like Al B
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Go Uptown, smoke quarter-pounds at the Dungeon
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Keith Murray meets me at the spot with the Bom-Ba
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Go back to Jerz and smoke with Diezel Don
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Huh, pick up a bag from my block, two-ohs the number
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Who can get swift with the microphonics
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Plus Im crisp like CDs on LPs in 3D
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My funk respect it, cosmic injected
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That cause me to set it off just like that club record
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Hit it from the back, stay strapped like two packs of lubricants
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Its gonna hurt, no its not I got experience
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The funk dweller, creeps through your cellar
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And if your moms dont know your ass better tell her, like this yall
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[Verse 2: Redman]
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Theres a million and one blunt spots all over the world
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That got the good herb for all you boys and girls
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Which one do you go to?
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Which one do you go to?
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Im packing buddha by the pounds and pull my Phillies from knapsacks
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Hey bro I didnt know your nickel bags come that fat
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Yo check it, my lyrics strip the track butt-naked
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Catch the local to the A to the buddha to my vocals
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And I, set the world on fire
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Get a billion people higher, from just one blunt in my cypher
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Youd swear the ganja was mixed in bom-ba-zee
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The rhymer bomb squads and MCs like Hank Shocklee
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I spend a knot at all the buddha spots
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From fifteen to fifty-fifth I ran all through the blocks
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I set it off jock, I light a blunt for my nigga D
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Thats doing three flat, now where I get the hash at
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You cant fuck with my funk cause my funk is kinda abstract
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Past that, my stuff, Im rough like McGruff on dust
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Theres a million and one blunt spots in America
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Yeah Im tellin ya
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[Verse 3: Redman]
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Now just throw your blunts up in the motherfucking air
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Smoked out with niggas from North Newark to Montclair
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I rip the nouns from antonyms to synonyms
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Cause I got soul like James Brown and Rakim and them
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One of the Americas Most Blunted
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Smoked out with MC Eiht and Compton Most Wanted
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Ninety degrees, smoke with L.O.D. on the Island
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Then back to Stat, to smoke more packs with the Shaolin
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I showed the women how to roll a blunt stronger
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But it didnt work because they Lee nails got longer
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But the weed is good for when youre macking
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And girls can front it off like they dont know shit that happened
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I know what happened, I told her back, nick that motherfucker
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So check my stamina, your ass couldnt snap with cameras
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Leave you on your back like Godzilla did Gamera
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Props on blocks smoking the choc and what-nots
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I might catch a nickel bag sale from bus stops
