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Blunted On Lyrics

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

(Wyclef Jean)
Y'all know there's a lot of emcees but just give my ON THE MIC!!
Open the, open the, open the, open the, open the, the
AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!
Open the safe no key, it's easier than battlin' me
Cause uh-uh, make you walk like a doggy
Some say on and on, but mean ON-ON!!
I got tired of new style - BREAKDOWN!!
I to take it back to the break of dawn
When Melle Mel was Melle Mel and Al Capone was Al
Bootleg is sellin' now it's rap sellin' in the village
But I'm just privileged to makin' my from my spirit
So when you hear me it's the man the deeper thoughts
At night I can't sleep my brain keep like a body on a horse
I don't stand, stand, don't wife me I construct on bricks
Some thoughts it wasn't until he said: "He 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 thoughts so I can see if you for fake or
Cause Buffalo Bill bit battle inside my rap meal
And left me on a hill-hill, so when I battle no
So mama should I kill a man like Hill, chill
I got no lawyer so I my own appeal
How does it feel - when a monkey is ill
in a J-A-I-L? I have no to make bail
Saw someone to be like fritches that got the lyro
So they had it at bein' a heroes, where did bodies go, only God knows
You got caught, the fire and the hoses
You battle? Bring your Moses
Forget what fun-what Moses
and someone goin' down and it ain't Gastor
Cause the with the guy, becomes a pussy
So all the bad boy talk, come on cause I'm the dog, yeah hawk
many fights in fought courts boss
Never lost, so toss a nickel and your course
Say mama say mama say mama say

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

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

Who walks for lack of listenin' to the drum-set
You nimble bad as to my car don't put the bass
oh on the test the super lantra
You got caught all that toe with twenty-thousand
I'm laughin' as your nostril bleeds hehehehehe...
Relax and max and drink a Gin on the
Well their for another pirate to lose his neck, check
I got a from Captain Hook in so quick
We used to be partners 'fore the stole my rapper
I had to be right cause you fight it was a bitch
I had to change the rhythmic and make sure it fit
So now I go and see with she
I thought the pirates a telescope
and bomb 'em like it's
Blow me my sword I out for my
Cause I might ship on landin' 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 like a ram
I gave an ultimatum and told him he could do
But he argued and fought me, he to bust right
And so I took it upon myself to make the brother the plank

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

(Pras)

I smell the blood of an run son
Ya see the man cannot
The and the barrel hum
So when I get someone will know where the hell I'm from
Cause I'm sprayin' with my mack ten machine gun
The hand that rocks will be the of the gun bum
Rum-pum-pum-pum-pum is the of my snare drum
is the beat of my tum-tum
Makin' walk like a doggy, hah-hah, I'll make them walk like a doggy
It's like the blunt to the phillie, the to the sessy
You can't write a rhyme without the men-mentality
Cause ain't no but the kiddy with the skilly
to rhyme so dope I up my own vocabulab-skilly
Missed it from a bomber-tacky 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 chant from my 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 when it rainin')
Now check me at the movies I'm like Black Man
I didn't need Batman, he teamed up with the - EH!!
Tell all your friend-friend, watch all friend-friend
Cause some say are your friend wanna dem bring you poison
So I roll by myself and that I my (BIT!!)
You wished you stayed around, you my clip got the (LIP!!)
So your hooray, your hooray to your hip
And if your hip's a you know you got to get off bricks man

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