Hey man, try some of absolutely dynamic Oh yea,
A lot of cats put down man Like uh, uhh, because they say things it it makes you, lose your memory and all that Well I just wanna say uhh, uhh I forget I was man Ohh, okay cut, Freddy, stop Skwad in the house
I lower da when I do the cypher dance With naps and saggy pants as I romance the I puffs on stuff, rough enough to give a buzz To my 'cuz even though he don't touch the See this blunt in my front, say might stink But yo the skunk helps me
I'm a boom joker with the knack because I'm gifted say misfit, but fuck it let's get lifted I get a box of 50, get nifty a spliff G And tick tackle new jacks who to diss me
I walk through the for dimes at the sess spot Not hot cops, 'cause I'd hate to get popped I'm a terror to a trey bag, son, soon see But I to get higher, lower the boom G
Lower da boom, you got to lower da the brothers puff the ism and the smoke clouds the room Spark that blunt, represent front We got you want, it's the indo funk
Ahh, I just catch the so I consume Bend the room, with the tune another L for the cypher Sit back and light the five adventure that's alright
Lower the boom for the sess thicker One's a flight to Phillie, while the other one's the Off to the weed spot, the better be fat Or else you catch the speed and Holmes, you don't need that
the indo or the L, sniff the weed But I never get splits mista 'cause Tame's hip ta The baby of the blunts, so I'm down to the contact the rap chat, it's a fact that I react
Smooth from the consumed a zoom, zoom a zoomin' MC El, the leaner thoughts dials tune-in Into the matter roll the blunt, batter Pass the shit quick, don't flip with the chit
I never once, my lungs got jammed My man it wouldn't kill, but I choke, goddamn The starts to cloud the room The Artifacts, ta, lower the boom
Lower da boom, you got to da boom Where the brothers puff the ism and the clouds the room Spark blunt, represent don't front We got you want, it's the indo funk
Ohh, I I live to see the day they make it legal So all the people can see what I'm ain't evil Stop me a pusher 'cause I take pulls and take tokes Cut snakes, cut breaks and I hate fake
So pass the cheeba, senorita I need a Fat fuckin' Phillie before I funk a freaker from the milk crate with hooks and riffs I can lift 'em and shift 'em jams like this
With the blunt in my left hand and the in my pocket MC El, at my right, with the mic so I can it Sess makes my eyes red, but shades only three bills In Hooter ville, so I'm
See the bigger the blunt, is how I feel about my Because my would never throw my shit out the window I puff herb noon, chill and watch cartoons Yes again, I lowered the boom
Are you weeded? Nope see, I'm for the session Catchin' wreck, check the tec 'cause I'm sober for the If I'm caught blunts, I catch a bad one from my clan, see I'm higher a Messiah so you know I'm handy dandy
it Holmes 'cause the zone's gettin' bigger From the whites to the Ricans they learned it from the niggaz So who's the first to kick it for the cypher? Eight Phillies so you know you gots to pass the other
Pass the gents, it smells out in the hall My groupies think I'm stunnin' I'm six feet tall No need for the sheepa cheeba than Beaver Cleaver Though I'm down to pitch, with my like Tom Seaver
Either or my jaw speak of features I must be, the freaker of this doper class So pass the Visine, so you can keep eyes clean Look to Tunes, we lowered the boom
Lower da boom, you got to lower da Where the puff the ism and the smoke clouds the room Spark that blunt, represent 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 the room Spark that blunt, represent front We got you want, it's the indo funk
Lower da boom, spark that da boom, ya got to lower da boom Spark that blunt, represent don't
I wanna say that, ahh A lot of you cats, that think Marijuana should be Well, all fucked, cut da boom