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As we embark, on Boom Skwad rolling technique, 314
For those of you a reference
Please turn textbooks to page four
As you notice the diagram above you
Please it's instructions to a T, do not make an error
For those of you needing further
You may, the Redman album, the first one
to the song "How to roll a blunt"
But until then, you shall

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

You couldn't go with directions
I crews break out like skin infections
From my rap injections

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

Is it live or when I be on deck
Loose from deuces from the neck and then I jet
Etcetera, my rap and after that kick back
could rap, but they recycle like six-packs
Wack the word for ya, nigga, I never heard of ya
So turn it down a notch or two or my crew murder ya

Yo, hold the phone, tone niggaz like thats raps are
To disassemble members only who think they're
See, we're from the Bricks tricks hustle for dick
DKNY, think they rhyme styles be fly

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

Style so the tech, X be the brand called seb and
niggaz from New Jerus is next on hand
Formulate rhymes, lines, collaborate
With the DATs and mind state, that makes your brain ache
get dissed in the cut, now they finished
Advantage to the victor all 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 Wide will be distributed
You will be to rely your skills on pure instinct

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

B-ball treats, dance on treats like rapper that's fleet
Step on competition my hollow tip cleats
Past the rumors, that, the Artifacts got lazy crazy
Makin' joints that make your hazy

Morocco Mole MC's can't see me with they on
Gassed up like watch me blow spots like Exxon
I'm unfuckwittable like Jamal and Clinton
The Ex-West district politician Gibson

Dissin' those who missin' blows, kick shit to
A instrumental by the mental blow's manner
Vicious, Delicious the Vinyl fuck bitches
Who got dreams and wishes for niggaz to 'em fine dishes

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

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

Exactly, no match, niggaz puttin' on my raps
Actually, broads naturally, fit
jax, blow styles on the map
Artifacts, back, that shit that niggaz lack

Time, put your blunts
Those of you who have rolled blunts correctly
May pass on to a much state
of you who fucked up get an F in fetal blunt
For those ridiculous assholes, and ridiculous canoe
You got burnin', you back
This is the Boom president signing off
May your blunts stay tight and your red
evening