Hey man, try of this It's absolutely Oh yea,
A lot of cats put down man Like uh, uhh, because they say about it it makes you, lose your memory and all that Well I just say that uhh, uhh I where I was man Ohh, cut, Freddy, Freddy stop Boom in the house
I da boom when I do the cypher dance With naps and saggy pants as I romance the I take puffs on stuff, rough to give a buzz To my 'cuz even he don't touch the stuff See this blunt in my front, some say might But yo the helps me think
I'm a boom smoker joker 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 jacks who tried to me
I walk the rain for dimes at the sess spot 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
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
Ahh, I just catch the fumes so I the room, with the duplicate tune Spark another L for the Sit back and light the five inch adventure alright
Lower the boom for the sess bags One's a flight to Phillie, while the other one's the Off to the weed spot, the bag's be fat Or else you catch the speed knot and Holmes, you need that
Spark the indo or the L, the weed But I get splits mista 'cause Tame's been hip ta The baby of the blunts, so I'm to catch the contact Here's the rap chat, it's a that I react
Smooth from the boom consumed a zoom, a zoomin' MC El, the leaner thoughts dials tune-in Into the matter roll the blunt, bunt Pass the shit quick, don't flip with the chatter
I never puckered once, my lungs got My man said it wouldn't kill, but I choke, The starts to cloud the room The Artifacts, commences ta, the boom
Lower da boom, you got to lower da the brothers puff the ism and the smoke clouds the room Spark that blunt, represent don't We got what you want, it's the funk
Ohh, I hope I live to see the day they it legal So all the people can see what I'm smokin' ain't Stop callin' me a pusher 'cause I take pulls and tokes Cut snakes, cut and I hate fake folks
So pass the cheeba, 'cause I need a Fat fuckin' just before I funk a freaker Creatin' the milk crate with hooks and riffs I can lift 'em and shift 'em makin' like this
the blunt in my left hand and the Phillie in my pocket MC El, at my right, with the mic so I can it makes my eyes red, but shades only cost three bills In ville, so I'm chill
See the bigger the blunt, is how I feel about my Because my moms would never throw my out the window I puff 'til noon, chill and watch cartoons Yes once again, I lowered the
Are you weeded? see, I'm doper for the session wreck, check the tec 'cause I'm sober for the sketch If I'm caught smokin' blunts, I a bad one from my clan, see I'm than a Messiah so you know I'm handy dandy
Legalize it 'cause the zone's gettin' bigger From the whites to the Ricans 'cause they it from the niggaz So who's the first to it real for the cypher? Eight Phillies so you know you gots to pass the lighter
Pass the gents, it smells out in the hall My think I'm stunnin' 'cause I'm six feet tall No need for the cheeba cleaner than Beaver Cleaver I'm down to pitch, with my skit like Tom Seaver
Either or my jaw speak of true I must be, the of this doper class teacher So the Visine, so you can keep your eyes clean to Looney Tunes, we lowered the boom
Lower da boom, you got to lower da Where the brothers puff the ism and the clouds the room Spark blunt, represent don't front We got what you want, the indo funk
Lower da boom, you got to lower da Where the brothers puff the ism and the smoke clouds the that blunt, represent don't front We got what you want, it's the indo
Lower da boom, that blunt da boom, ya got to lower 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 da boom