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

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

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

Hoes get caught up in my web flies
One at my red eyes
Tricks jump into back flips like
Black little rascal dissin' dips at White
Got doctors baffled why bitches ride me like a saddle

Is it live or Memorex I be on deck
Loose from deuce deuces from the and then I jet
Etcetera, catch my rap and after that back
Competitors rap, but they recycle like six-packs
Wack ain't the for ya, nigga, I never heard of ya
So it down a notch or two or watch my crew murder ya

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

I bear witness that, we the crispiness
Exquisite, prolific, the two that the gifted
Or uncanny, play school the days who
their handy, MC's wreckin' niggaz with the dandy

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

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

Tame One be rockin' on cloud nine with that flow frequent
Peep how when I speak I sequins
I piss MC's off more often, I'm the boss
Hittin' my dipped in secret sauce

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

Morocco Mole can't see me with they specs on
Gassed up like getti 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 jammer by the mental blow's
Vicious, Delicious with the Vinyl bitches
Who got dreams and wishes for to feed 'em fine dishes

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

MC's perish from the shit we deliver
of a script to play it like Frank Gifford
Fools with no tools get dealt with from the tip
Who else is higher from the 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, shit that niggaz lack

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