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Ay, nigga pass me the blunt (Go get the **** outta here, oh shit) [inhales and coughing continues] |
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Ay, pass this over here man, so we can just cipher youknow |
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I'msayin'? (Cip, yo, this is for dolo son [inhales] Yo, man, c'mon pass the blunt man (Yo champ, champ, champ) |
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Yo, pass the blunt man (hold it man) |
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Whassup man? (Yo, hold it up, aight, take the ****in' blunt) |
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Yeah, whassup? (Damn) [inhales continue] |
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I ain't even get charged yet (C'mon man, let's cip man about the good ol' days man youknowI'msayin'? (yeah) |
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See man, white man tryin' to keep this away from us man youknow |
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I'msayin'? (Uh-hmm) |
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Cause they know when you grab this man you just be ciphin' knowledge man, knowledge as we buildin' up man |
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That's why they want no brothers to be out here man, youknow |
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I'msayin'? |
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That's why they try to make it illegal man (...you far, you far from reality...) |
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Yo, check this out man, this is, a natural herb man youknow |
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I'msayin'? |
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It makes your body just and your mind just go to another... (Yo, but hold - money you is talkin' too, much) |
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Yo, yo, yo man, yo we just ciphin' man (...talkin' that, pass the mother****in' blunt) |
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I know you |
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Latin shit, burn the **** out (I hate when mother****ers do that shit)... [Wyclef Jean] |
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Y'all know there's a lot of emcees but just give my |
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CHANCE ON |
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THE MIC!! |
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Open the, open the, open the, open the, open the, open the |
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AAAAAAAAHH |
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HHHHHH!!! |
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Open the safe with no key, it's easier than battlin' me |
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Cause uh-uh, |
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I'll make you walk like a doggy |
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Some say on and on, but they mean |
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ON-ON!! I got tired of that new style - |
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BREAKDOWN!! |
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I have to take it back to the break of dawn |
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When Melle |
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Mel was Melle |
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Mel and Al |
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Capone was |
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Al Capone |
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Bootleg is sellin' now it's rap that's sellin' in the village |
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But I'm just privileged to makin' my home from my spirit |
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So when you hear me it's the man with the deeper thoughts |
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At night I can't sleep my brain keep movin' like a body on a horse |
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I don't stand, don't stand, don't wife me |
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I construct on bricks |
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Some thoughts it wasn't until he said: "He sunk my battleship" |
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So hip-hip, load the clip, hip, |
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I miss - D |
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AMN!! I pay my taxes so |
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I won't mess with |
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Sam Ya hear the rhyme you stand still, some ask for refill |
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We move your thoughts so |
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I can see if you for fake or real |
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Cause Buffalo |
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Bill bit battle inside from my rap meal |
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And left me on a hill-hill, so when |
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I battle no will |
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So mama should |
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I kill a man like |
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Cypress Hill, chill |
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I got no lawyer so |
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I pleadin' my own appeal |
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How does it feel - when a monkey is your ill in a |
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J-A-I-L? I have no time to make bail |
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Saw someone to be macho like fritches that got the lyro |
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So they had it at bein' a heroes, where did their bodies go, only |
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God knows |
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You got caught, between the fire and the hoses |
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You wanna battle? |
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Bring your |
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Moses Forget what fun-what time |
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Moses and someone goin' down and it ain't |
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Gastor Douglass |
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Cause the roughest with the guy, becomes a pussy |
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So all the bad boy talk, come on cause |
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I'm the nice dog, yeah hawk |
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Throw many fights in fought courts boss |
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Never lost, so toss a nickel and change your course |
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Say mama say mama say mama say what? [Chorus: Wyclef Jean and Lauryn Hill] |
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Some thought we were blunted when we wrote this |
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Cause we were far, from reality |
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Some thought we were blunted when we wrote this |
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Cause we were far, from reality [Lauryn Hill] |
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Aiyyo, huh-huh, ho with the badder that run the (TENT!!) |
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Who walks really for lack of listenin' to the drum-set |
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You silly nimble bad as to my car don't put the bass oh on the table test the super lantra |
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You got caught all that toe with twenty-thousand legs |
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I'm laughin' arrogantly as your nostril bleeds hehehehehe... |
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Relax and max and drink a |
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Gin on the |
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Tech Well their gatin' for another pirate to lose his neck, check |
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I got a call from |
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Captain Hook in so quick |
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We used to be partners 'fore the clip stole my rapper |
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I had to be right cause you fight like it was a bitch |
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I had to change the rhythmic pattern and make sure it fit |
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So now when |
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I go and see with she |
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I thought the pirates through a telescope and bomb 'em like it's make-believe |
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Blow me my sword |
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I out for my protection |
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Cause I might ship on landin' side and start an insurrection |
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A pirate had disguised himself as one of my crew |
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But I saw true and had to shake a him before he got through |
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Hey, hey guy the loot the booty, |
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I formed like a ram |
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I gave an ultimatum and told him he could do time |
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But he argued and fought me, he tried to bust right |
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And so I took it upon myself to make the brother walk the plank [Chorus: Wyclef Jean & Lauryn Hill] |
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Some thought we were blunted when we wrote this |
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Cause we were far, from reality |
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Some thought we were blunted when we wrote this |
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Cause we were far, from reality [Pras] |
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Fo'-to-the-fo'-to-the-fi-fe-come |
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I smell the blood of an |
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Englishman run son |
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Ya see the man cannot understand |
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The hammer and the barrel hum |
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So when I get them someone will know where the hell |
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I'm from Cause |
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I'm sprayin' emcees with my mack ten machine gun |
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The hand that rocks will be the hand of the gun bum |
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Rum-pum-pum-pum-pum is the drop of my snare drum |
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Freak-k-k-k-kin' is the beat of my tum-tum |
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Makin' emcees walk like a doggy, hah-hah, |
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I'll make them walk like a doggy |
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It's like the blunt to the phillie, the ganja to the sessy |
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You can't write a rhyme without the roots men-mentality |
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Cause ain't no milli-vanilli but the kiddy with the skilly to rhyme so dope |
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I made up my own vocabulab-skilly |
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Missed it from a bomber-tacky lackin' all the bum that get her to a to and fro, |
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I guess they made me boy |
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So can I get the cheers, not the chant from cheers |
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But the chant from my peers that |
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I know are really down with me (CHEERS!!) |
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Now that I mean those that been since the beginnin' (cause some of y'all cut out when it started rainin') |
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Now check me at the movies |
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I'm rollin' like |
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Black Man |
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I didn't need |
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Batman, he teamed up with the favourite - |
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EH!! Tell all your friend-friend, watch all your friend-friend |
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Cause some say are your friend before wanna dem bring you poison |
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So I roll by myself and that |
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I carry my (BIT!!) |
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You wished you stayed around, you know my clip got the (LIP!!) |
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So empty your hooray, your hooray to your hip |
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And if your hip's a book you know you got to get off bricks man [Chorus: Wyclef Jean & Lauryn Hill] |
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Some thought we were blunted when we wrote this |
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Cause we were far, from reality |
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Some thought we were blunted when we wrote this |
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Cause we were far, from reality |
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Some thought we were blunted when we wrote this |
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Cause we were far, from reality |
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Some thought we were blunted when we wrote this |
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Cause we were far, from reality |
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Some thought we were blunted when we wrote this |
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Cause we were far, from reality |
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Some thought we were blunted when we wrote this |
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Cause we were far, from reality |
