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As we embark, on Boom blunt rolling technique, 314
For those of you needing a
turn your textbooks to page four
As you notice the diagram above you
Please follow instructions to a T, do not make an error
For of you needing further reference
You may, purchase the Redman album, the one
Listen to the "How to roll a blunt"
But until then, you learn

I use my Colt 45 to shoot down old english
By the that I'm finished I peel the caps off six Guinness
Skwad Training helps me to a sucker's weakness, like
Telling secrets, or kicking it to your freakses

You couldn't go there with
I make crews break out skin infections
my rap lethal injections

Hoes get up in my web like flies
One look at my red
Tricks into back flips like Jedis
Black little rascal dissin' at White Castle
Got love doctors baffled why bitches ride me like a

Is it or Memorex when I be on deck
Loose from deuces from the neck and then I jet
Etcetera, catch my rap and after that kick
Competitors could rap, but recycle like six-packs
ain't the word for ya, nigga, I never heard of ya
So turn it down a notch or two or watch my crew ya

Yo, the phone, tone niggaz like thats raps are prone
To disassemble members who think they're grown
See, we're from the where tricks hustle for dick
DKNY, MC's they rhyme styles be fly

I bear that, we bring the crispiness
Exquisite, prolific, the two that the gifted
Or uncanny, school the days who misbehave
Pray their handy, wreckin' niggaz with the dandy

Style so the tech, X be the brand called seb and
These niggaz from New Jerus is next on
Formulate rhymes, create lines,
With the and mind state, that makes your brain cells ache
Niggaz get dissed in the cut, now they
Advantage to the all crews be diminished

You will continue rolling your blunts, in a counter-clockwise
Gripping it firmly, yet loosely at the ends, it
In a counter-clockwise
No cheating, no Easy Wide will be
You will be based to rely your skills on instinct

Tame One be rockin' on nine with rhymes that flow frequent
Peep how I speak I freak sequins
Henceforth I piss off more often, I'm the boss
Hittin' my blunts dipped in sauce

B-ball treats, on treats like neats rapper that's fleet
Step on with my hollow tip cleats
Past the rumors, that, the got lazy that's crazy
joints that make your thoughts hazy

Morocco Mole can't see me with they specs on
Gassed up like getti watch me blow spots like
I'm like Jamal and George Clinton
The Ex-West politician like Gibson

those who missin' blows, kick shit to program
A instrumental jammer by the blow's manner
Vicious, Delicious with the fuck bitches
Who got dreams and wishes for niggaz to feed 'em fine

We sabotage your entourage with a barrage of lyrical cheap
At your spots, sleep not
This spits on MC's like I do beatbox
In my size nine Reeboks, I'm cummin' ya fuckin' block

MC's perish the shit that we deliver
Giver of a script to play it like Frank
with no tools get dealt with from the belt tip
Who is higher from the first to get melted

Exactly, no match, niggaz puttin' on my raps
Actually, ain't naturally, fit
Fakin' jax, styles on the map
Artifacts, bringin' back, that shit that niggaz

Time, put blunts down
Those of you who have rolled blunts correctly
May pass on to a much higher
Those of you who up get an F in fetal blunt
For those ridiculous assholes, and that ridiculous
You got burnin', you back
This is the Boom Skwad president off
May your blunts tight and your eyes red
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