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A lot of cats put grass man Like uh, uhh, because they say about it Like it makes you, lose your and all that Well I wanna say that uhh, uhh I where I was man Ohh, okay cut, Freddy, Freddy Boom in the house
I lower da when I do the cypher dance With and saggy pants as I romance the plants I take on stuff, rough enough to give a buzz To my even though he don't touch the stuff See blunt in my front, some say might stink But yo the skunk me think
I'm a boom smoker with the knack because I'm gifted Some say misfit, but fuck it let's get I get a box of 50, get nifty with a G And tick tackle new who tried to diss me
I walk through the rain for dimes at the sess Not hot with cops, 'cause I'd hate to get I'm a terror to a bag, son, you'll soon see But I to get higher, lower the boom G
da boom, you got to lower da boom Where the puff the ism and the smoke clouds the room Spark that blunt, represent don't We got you want, it's the indo funk
Ahh, I just catch the fumes so I Bend the room, with the duplicate another L for the cypher Sit back and light the five inch adventure that's
Lower the for the sess bags thicker One's a flight to Phillie, while the one's the liquor Off to the weed spot, the better be fat Or else you catch the speed knot and Holmes, you don't that
Spark the or the L, sniff the weed But I never get splits mista 'cause been hip ta The of the blunts, so I'm down to catch the contact Here's the rap chat, it's a that I react
Smooth from the boom a zoom, zoom a zoomin' MC El, the leaner cleaner dials tune-in Into the matter the blunt, bunt batter the shit quick, don't flip with the chit chatter
I never puckered once, my got jammed My man said it kill, but I choke, goddamn The sess starts to the room The Artifacts, ta, lower the boom
Lower da boom, you got to da boom the brothers puff the ism and the smoke clouds the room Spark that blunt, represent don't We got you want, it's the indo funk
Ohh, I hope I live to see the day make it legal So all the people can see what I'm smokin' ain't Stop callin' me a pusher 'cause I take pulls and take Cut snakes, cut breaks and I hate folks
So the cheeba, senorita 'cause I need a Fat fuckin' Phillie just I funk a freaker Creatin' the milk crate with hooks and riffs I can lift 'em and 'em makin' jams like this
With the in my left hand and the Phillie in my pocket MC El, at my right, the mic so I can rock it Sess makes my red, but shades only cost three bills In ville, so I'm chill
See the bigger the blunt, is how I about my indo Because my moms never throw my shit out the window I puff herb 'til noon, chill and watch Yes again, I lowered the boom
Are you weeded? Nope see, I'm for the session Catchin' wreck, check the tec I'm sober for the sketch If I'm caught smokin' blunts, I catch a bad one my clan, see I'm higher than a Messiah so you I'm handy dandy
Legalize it Holmes 'cause the zone's gettin' From the whites to the Ricans 'cause they learned it from the So the first to kick it real for the cypher? Eight Phillies so you know you to pass the other lighter
Pass the incense gents, it out in the hall My groupies I'm stunnin' 'cause I'm six feet tall No need for the sheepa cheeba cleaner than Cleaver Though I'm down to pitch, with my skit like Tom
Either or my jaw of true features I must be, the freaker of doper class teacher So pass the Visine, so you can keep eyes clean Look to Looney Tunes, we lowered the
Lower da boom, you got to lower da Where the brothers puff the ism and the clouds the room Spark that blunt, represent don't We got what you want, the indo funk
da boom, you got to lower da boom Where the brothers the ism and the smoke clouds the room Spark that blunt, don't front We got what you want, it's the funk
da boom, spark that blunt Lower da boom, ya got to da boom Spark blunt, represent don't front
I just say that, ahh A lot of you cats, don't think Marijuana should be Well, all fucked, cut Lower da