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(Intro)<br>(*inhales, then coughs*)<br>Ay, nigga pass me the blunt<br>(Go get the fuck outta here, oh shit)<br>(*inhales and coughing continues*)<br>Ay, pass this over here man, so we can just cipher youknowI´msayin´?<br>(Cip, yo, this is for dolo son (*inhales*)<br>Yo, man, c´mon pass the blunt man (Yo champ, champ, champ)<br>Yo, pass the blunt man (hold it man)<br>Whassup man? (Yo, hold it up, aight, take the fuckin´ blunt)<br>Yeah, whassup? (Damn) (*inhales continue*)<br>I ain´t even get charged yet<br>(C´mon man, let´s cip man about the good ol´ days man youknowI´msayin´? (yeah)<br>See man, white man tryin´ to keep this away from us man youknowI´msayin´? (Uh-hmm)<br>Cause they know when you grab this man<br>you just be ciphin´ knowledge man, knowledge as we buildin´ up man<br>That´s why they want no brothers to be out here man, youknowI´msayin´?<br>That´s why they try to make it illegal man (...you far, you far from reality...)<br>Yo, check this out man, this is, a natural herb man youknowI´msayin´?<br>It makes your body just and your mind just go to another...<br>(Yo, but hold - money you is talkin´ too, much)<br>Yo, yo, yo man, yo we just ciphin´ man (...talkin´ that, pass the motherfuckin´ blunt)<br>I know you Latin shit, burn the fuck out (I hate when motherfuckers do that shit)...<br><br>(Wyclef Jean)<br>Y´all know there´s a lot of emcees but just give my CHANCE ON THE MIC!!<br>Open the, open the, open the, open the, open the, open the<br>AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!<br>Open the safe with no key, it´s easier than battlin´ me<br>Cause uh-uh, I´ll make you walk like a doggy<br>Some say on and on, but they mean ON-ON!!<br>I got tired of that new style - BREAKDOWN!!<br>I have to take it back to the break of dawn<br>When Melle Mel was Melle Mel and Al Capone was Al Capone<br>Bootleg is sellin´ now it´s rap that´s sellin´ in the village<br>But I´m just privileged to makin´ my home from my spirit<br>So when you hear me it´s the man with the deeper thoughts<br>At night I can´t sleep my brain keep movin´ like a body on a horse<br>I don´t stand, don´t stand, don´t wife me I construct on bricks<br>Some thoughts it wasn´t until he said: "He sunk my battleship"<br>So hip-hip, load the clip, hip, I miss - DAMN!!<br>I pay my taxes so I won´t mess with Sam<br>Ya hear the rhyme you stand still, some ask for refill<br>We move your thoughts so I can see if you for fake or real<br>Cause Buffalo Bill bit battle inside from my rap meal<br>And left me on a hill-hill, so when I battle no will<br>So mama should I kill a man like Cypress Hill, chill<br>I got no lawyer so I pleadin´ my own appeal<br>How does it feel - when a monkey is your ill<br>in a J-A-I-L? I have no time to make bail<br>Saw someone to be macho like fritches that got the lyro<br>So they had it at bein´ a heroes, where did their bodies go, only God knows<br>You got caught, between the fire and the hoses<br>You wanna battle? Bring your Moses<br>Forget what fun-what time Moses<br>and someone goin´ down and it ain´t Gastor Douglass<br>Cause the roughest with the guy, becomes a pussy<br>So all the bad boy talk, come on cause I´m the nice dog, yeah hawk<br>Throw many fights in fought courts boss<br>Never lost, so toss a nickel and change your course<br>Say mama say mama say mama say what?<br><br>(Chorus: Wyclef Jean and Lauryn Hill)<br>Some thought we were blunted when we wrote this<br>Cause we were far, from reality<br>Some thought we were blunted when we wrote this<br>Cause we were far, from reality<br><br>(Lauryn Hill)<br>Aiyyo, huh-huh, ho with the badder that run the (TENT!!)<br>Who walks really for lack of listenin´ to the drum-set<br>You silly nimble bad as to my car don´t put the bass<br>oh on the table test the super lantra<br>You got caught all that toe with twenty-thousand legs<br>I´m laughin´ arrogantly as your nostril bleeds hehehehehe...<br>Relax and max and drink a Gin on the Tech<br>Well their gatin´ for another pirate to lose his neck, check<br>I got a call from Captain Hook in so quick<br>We used to be partners ´fore the clip stole my rapper<br>I had to be right cause you fight like it was a bitch<br>I had to change the rhythmic pattern and make sure it fit<br>So now when I go and see with she<br>I thought the pirates through a telescope<br>and bomb ´em like it´s make-believe<br>Blow me my sword I out for my protection<br>Cause I might ship on landin´ side and start an insurrection<br>A pirate had disguised himself as one of my crew<br>But I saw true and had to shake a him before he got through<br>Hey, hey guy the loot the booty, I formed like a ram<br>I gave an ultimatum and told him he could do time<br>But he argued and fought me, he tried to bust right<br>And so I took it upon myself to make the brother walk the plank<br><br>(Chorus: Wyclef Jean & Lauryn Hill)<br>Some thought we were blunted when we wrote this<br>Cause we were far, from reality<br>Some thought we were blunted when we wrote this<br>Cause we were far, from reality<br><br>(Pras)<br>Fo´-to-the-fo´-to-the-fi-fe-come<br>I smell the blood of an Englishman run son<br>Ya see the man cannot understand<br>The hammer and the barrel hum<br>So when I get them someone will know where the hell I´m from<br>Cause I´m sprayin´ emcees with my mack ten machine gun<br>The hand that rocks will be the hand of the gun bum<br>Rum-pum-pum-pum-pum is the drop of my snare drum<br>Freak-k-k-k-kin´ is the beat of my tum-tum<br>Makin´ emcees walk like a doggy, hah-hah, I´ll make them walk like a doggy<br>It´s like the blunt to the phillie, the ganja to the sessy<br>You can´t write a rhyme without the roots men-mentality<br>Cause ain´t no milli-vanilli but the kiddy with the skilly<br>to rhyme so dope I made up my own vocabulab-skilly<br>Missed it from a bomber-tacky lackin´ all the bum<br>that get her to a to and fro, I guess they made me boy<br>So can I get the cheers, not the chant from cheers<br>But the chant from my peers that I know are really down with me (CHEERS!!)<br>Now that I mean those that been since the beginnin´<br>(cause some of y´all cut out when it started rainin´)<br>Now check me at the movies I´m rollin´ like Black Man<br>I didn´t need Batman, he teamed up with the favourite - EH!!<br>Tell all your friend-friend, watch all your friend-friend<br>Cause some say are your friend before wanna dem bring you poison<br>So I roll by myself and that I carry my (BIT!!)<br>You wished you stayed around, you know my clip got the (LIP!!)<br>So empty your hooray, your hooray to your hip<br>And if your hip´s a book you know you got to get off bricks man<br><br>(Chorus: Wyclef Jean & Lauryn Hill)<br>Some thought we were blunted when we wrote this<br>Cause we were far, from reality<br>Some thought we were blunted when we wrote this<br>Cause we were far, from reality<br>Some thought we were blunted when we wrote this<br>Cause we were far, from reality<br>Some thought we were blunted when we wrote this<br>Cause we were far, from reality<br>Some thought we were blunted when we wrote this<br>Cause we were far, from reality<br>Some thought we were blunted when we wrote this<br>Cause we were far, from reality
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(Intro)<br>(*inhales, then coughs*)<br>Ay, nigga pass me the blunt<br>(Go get the fuck outta here, oh shit)<br>(*inhales and coughing continues*)<br>Ay, pass this over here man, so we can just cipher youknowI´msayin´?<br>(Cip, yo, this is for dolo son (*inhales*)<br>Yo, man, c´mon pass the blunt man (Yo champ, champ, champ)<br>Yo, pass the blunt man (hold it man)<br>Whassup man? (Yo, hold it up, aight, take the fuckin´ blunt)<br>Yeah, whassup? (Damn) (*inhales continue*)<br>I ain´t even get charged yet<br>(C´mon man, let´s cip man about the good ol´ days man youknowI´msayin´? (yeah)<br>See man, white man tryin´ to keep this away from us man youknowI´msayin´? (Uh-hmm)<br>Cause they know when you grab this man<br>you just be ciphin´ knowledge man, knowledge as we buildin´ up man<br>That´s why they want no brothers to be out here man, youknowI´msayin´?<br>That´s why they try to make it illegal man (...you far, you far from reality...)<br>Yo, check this out man, this is, a natural herb man youknowI´msayin´?<br>It makes your body just and your mind just go to another...<br>(Yo, but hold - money you is talkin´ too, much)<br>Yo, yo, yo man, yo we just ciphin´ man (...talkin´ that, pass the motherfuckin´ blunt)<br>I know you Latin shit, burn the fuck out (I hate when motherfuckers do that shit)...<br><br>(Wyclef Jean)<br>Y´all know there´s a lot of emcees but just give my CHANCE ON THE MIC!!<br>Open the, open the, open the, open the, open the, open the<br>AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!<br>Open the safe with no key, it´s easier than battlin´ me<br>Cause uh-uh, I´ll make you walk like a doggy<br>Some say on and on, but they mean ON-ON!!<br>I got tired of that new style - BREAKDOWN!!<br>I have to take it back to the break of dawn<br>When Melle Mel was Melle Mel and Al Capone was Al Capone<br>Bootleg is sellin´ now it´s rap that´s sellin´ in the village<br>But I´m just privileged to makin´ my home from my spirit<br>So when you hear me it´s the man with the deeper thoughts<br>At night I can´t sleep my brain keep movin´ like a body on a horse<br>I don´t stand, don´t stand, don´t wife me I construct on bricks<br>Some thoughts it wasn´t until he said: "He sunk my battleship"<br>So hip-hip, load the clip, hip, I miss - DAMN!!<br>I pay my taxes so I won´t mess with Sam<br>Ya hear the rhyme you stand still, some ask for refill<br>We move your thoughts so I can see if you for fake or real<br>Cause Buffalo Bill bit battle inside from my rap meal<br>And left me on a hill-hill, so when I battle no will<br>So mama should I kill a man like Cypress Hill, chill<br>I got no lawyer so I pleadin´ my own appeal<br>How does it feel - when a monkey is your ill<br>in a J-A-I-L? I have no time to make bail<br>Saw someone to be macho like fritches that got the lyro<br>So they had it at bein´ a heroes, where did their bodies go, only God knows<br>You got caught, between the fire and the hoses<br>You wanna battle? Bring your Moses<br>Forget what fun-what time Moses<br>and someone goin´ down and it ain´t Gastor Douglass<br>Cause the roughest with the guy, becomes a pussy<br>So all the bad boy talk, come on cause I´m the nice dog, yeah hawk<br>Throw many fights in fought courts boss<br>Never lost, so toss a nickel and change your course<br>Say mama say mama say mama say what?<br><br>(Chorus: Wyclef Jean and Lauryn Hill)<br>Some thought we were blunted when we wrote this<br>Cause we were far, from reality<br>Some thought we were blunted when we wrote this<br>Cause we were far, from reality<br><br>(Lauryn Hill)<br>Aiyyo, huh-huh, ho with the badder that run the (TENT!!)<br>Who walks really for lack of listenin´ to the drum-set<br>You silly nimble bad as to my car don´t put the bass<br>oh on the table test the super lantra<br>You got caught all that toe with twenty-thousand legs<br>I´m laughin´ arrogantly as your nostril bleeds hehehehehe...<br>Relax and max and drink a Gin on the Tech<br>Well their gatin´ for another pirate to lose his neck, check<br>I got a call from Captain Hook in so quick<br>We used to be partners ´fore the clip stole my rapper<br>I had to be right cause you fight like it was a bitch<br>I had to change the rhythmic pattern and make sure it fit<br>So now when I go and see with she<br>I thought the pirates through a telescope<br>and bomb ´em like it´s make-believe<br>Blow me my sword I out for my protection<br>Cause I might ship on landin´ side and start an insurrection<br>A pirate had disguised himself as one of my crew<br>But I saw true and had to shake a him before he got through<br>Hey, hey guy the loot the booty, I formed like a ram<br>I gave an ultimatum and told him he could do time<br>But he argued and fought me, he tried to bust right<br>And so I took it upon myself to make the brother walk the plank<br><br>(Chorus: Wyclef Jean & Lauryn Hill)<br>Some thought we were blunted when we wrote this<br>Cause we were far, from reality<br>Some thought we were blunted when we wrote this<br>Cause we were far, from reality<br><br>(Pras)<br>Fo´-to-the-fo´-to-the-fi-fe-come<br>I smell the blood of an Englishman run son<br>Ya see the man cannot understand<br>The hammer and the barrel hum<br>So when I get them someone will know where the hell I´m from<br>Cause I´m sprayin´ emcees with my mack ten machine gun<br>The hand that rocks will be the hand of the gun bum<br>Rum-pum-pum-pum-pum is the drop of my snare drum<br>Freak-k-k-k-kin´ is the beat of my tum-tum<br>Makin´ emcees walk like a doggy, hah-hah, I´ll make them walk like a doggy<br>It´s like the blunt to the phillie, the ganja to the sessy<br>You can´t write a rhyme without the roots men-mentality<br>Cause ain´t no milli-vanilli but the kiddy with the skilly<br>to rhyme so dope I made up my own vocabulab-skilly<br>Missed it from a bomber-tacky lackin´ all the bum<br>that get her to a to and fro, I guess they made me boy<br>So can I get the cheers, not the chant from cheers<br>But the chant from my peers that I know are really down with me (CHEERS!!)<br>Now that I mean those that been since the beginnin´<br>(cause some of y´all cut out when it started rainin´)<br>Now check me at the movies I´m rollin´ like Black Man<br>I didn´t need Batman, he teamed up with the favourite - EH!!<br>Tell all your friend-friend, watch all your friend-friend<br>Cause some say are your friend before wanna dem bring you poison<br>So I roll by myself and that I carry my (BIT!!)<br>You wished you stayed around, you know my clip got the (LIP!!)<br>So empty your hooray, your hooray to your hip<br>And if your hip´s a book you know you got to get off bricks man<br><br>(Chorus: Wyclef Jean & Lauryn Hill)<br>Some thought we were blunted when we wrote this<br>Cause we were far, from reality<br>Some thought we were blunted when we wrote this<br>Cause we were far, from reality<br>Some thought we were blunted when we wrote this<br>Cause we were far, from reality<br>Some thought we were blunted when we wrote this<br>Cause we were far, from reality<br>Some thought we were blunted when we wrote this<br>Cause we were far, from reality<br>Some thought we were blunted when we wrote this<br>Cause we were far, from reality
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