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Blunted On Lyrics

(Intro)
(*inhales, coughs*)
Ay, nigga pass me the
(Go get the fuck here, oh shit)
(*inhales and continues*)
Ay, this over here man, so we can just cipher youknowI'msayin'?
(Cip, yo, this is for son (*inhales*)
Yo, man, pass the blunt man (Yo champ, champ, champ)
Yo, the blunt man (hold it man)
Whassup man? (Yo, it up, aight, take the fuckin' blunt)
Yeah, (Damn) (*inhales continue*)
I even get charged yet
(C'mon man, let's cip man about the good ol' days man (yeah)
See man, white man tryin' to keep this from us man youknowI'msayin'? (Uh-hmm)
Cause they know when you grab man
you just be ciphin' knowledge man, knowledge as we up man
That's why they want no brothers to be out man, youknowI'msayin'?
That's why try to make it illegal man (...you far, you far from reality...)
Yo, check this out man, this is, a natural man youknowI'msayin'?
It your body just and your mind just go to another...
(Yo, but hold - you is talkin' too, much)
Yo, yo, yo man, yo we just man (...talkin' that, pass the motherfuckin' blunt)
I know you Latin shit, burn the fuck out (I hate when do that shit)...

(Wyclef Jean)
Y'all know there's a lot of emcees but just my CHANCE ON THE MIC!!
Open the, open the, the, open the, open the, open the
AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!
Open the safe with no key, it's easier battlin' me
Cause uh-uh, I'll make you walk a doggy
Some say on and on, but they ON-ON!!
I got of that new style - BREAKDOWN!!
I to take it back to the break of dawn
When Melle Mel was Melle Mel and Al was Al Capone
is sellin' now it's rap that's sellin' in the village
But I'm just privileged to makin' my home from my
So when you hear me it's the man with the thoughts
At night I can't sleep my brain movin' like a body on a horse
I stand, don't stand, don't wife me I construct on bricks
Some thoughts it wasn't he said: "He sunk my battleship"
So hip-hip, load the clip, hip, I - DAMN!!
I pay my taxes so I mess with Sam
Ya hear the rhyme you stand still, some ask for
We move your so I can see if you for fake or real
Cause Buffalo Bill bit battle from my rap meal
And me on a hill-hill, so when I battle no will
So mama should I a man like Cypress Hill, chill
I got no lawyer so I pleadin' my own
How does it feel - a monkey is your ill
in a J-A-I-L? I have no time to bail
Saw to be macho like fritches that got the lyro
So they had it at bein' a heroes, where did their bodies go, God knows
You got caught, between the fire and the
You wanna battle? Bring Moses
Forget what fun-what Moses
and someone goin' down and it ain't Douglass
Cause the roughest with the guy, a pussy
So all the bad boy talk, come on cause I'm the nice dog, yeah
Throw many in fought courts boss
lost, so toss a nickel and change your course
Say mama say say mama say what?

(Chorus: Wyclef and Lauryn Hill)
Some we were blunted when we wrote this
Cause we were far, from
Some thought we were blunted we wrote this
Cause we were far, from

(Lauryn Hill)
Aiyyo, huh-huh, ho with the badder run the (TENT!!)

Who walks really for of listenin' to the drum-set
You silly nimble bad as to my car don't put the
oh on the table the super lantra
You got caught all that toe with legs
I'm laughin' arrogantly as your bleeds hehehehehe...
Relax and max and drink a Gin on the
Well gatin' for another pirate to lose his neck, check
I got a call from Captain Hook in so
We used to be partners the clip stole my rapper
I had to be cause you fight like it was a bitch
I had to change the rhythmic pattern and make it fit
So now when I go and see she
I thought the through a telescope
and bomb 'em it's make-believe
Blow me my sword I out for my
Cause I might ship on side and start an insurrection
A had disguised himself as one of my crew
But I saw true and had to shake a him before he got
Hey, hey guy the loot the booty, I formed a ram
I gave an ultimatum and told him he could do
But he argued and me, he tried to bust right
And so I it upon myself to make the brother walk the plank

(Chorus: Jean & Lauryn Hill)
Some we were blunted when we wrote this
Cause we were far, reality
Some thought we were when we wrote this
Cause we were far, reality

(Pras)

I smell the blood of an run son
Ya see the man cannot
The hammer and the hum
So when I get them someone know where the hell I'm from
Cause I'm sprayin' emcees with my mack ten gun
The hand that will be the hand of the gun bum
Rum-pum-pum-pum-pum is the drop of my snare
is the beat of my tum-tum
Makin' emcees walk like a doggy, hah-hah, make them walk like a doggy
It's like the to the phillie, the ganja to the sessy
You can't a rhyme without the roots men-mentality
Cause ain't no milli-vanilli but the kiddy the skilly
to rhyme so dope I up my own vocabulab-skilly
it from a bomber-tacky lackin' all the bum
that get her to a to and fro, I they made me boy
So can I get the cheers, not the from cheers
But the from my peers that I know are really down with me (CHEERS!!)
Now that I mean those that since the beginnin'
(cause some of y'all cut out it started rainin')
Now check me at the movies I'm rollin' like Man
I didn't need Batman, he teamed up the favourite - EH!!
Tell all your friend-friend, all your friend-friend
Cause some say are friend before wanna dem bring you poison
So I by myself and that I carry my (BIT!!)
You you stayed around, you know my clip got the (LIP!!)
So your hooray, your hooray to your hip
And if your a book you know you got to get off bricks man

(Chorus: Wyclef & Lauryn Hill)
thought we were blunted when we wrote this
Cause we were far, from
Some thought we were blunted when we this
Cause we were far, from
Some we were blunted when we wrote this
Cause we far, from reality
Some thought we were when we wrote this
Cause we were far, reality
thought we were blunted when we wrote this
Cause we were far, reality
Some thought we were blunted when we this
Cause we far, from reality