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Blunted on Reality

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(Intro) (*inhales, then coughs*) Ay, nigga pass me the blunt (Go get the fuck outta here, oh shit) (*inhales and coughing continues*) Ay, pass this over here man, so we can just cipher youknowI'msayin'? (Cip, yo, this is for dolo son (*inhales*) Yo, man, c'mon pass the blunt man (Yo champ, champ, champ) Yo, pass the blunt man (hold it man) Whassup man? (Yo, hold it up, aight, take the fuckin' blunt) Yeah, whassup? (Damn) (*inhales continue*) I ain't even get charged yet (C'mon man, let's cip man about the good ol' days man youknowI'msayin'? (yeah) See man, white man tryin' to keep this away from us man youknowI'msayin'? (Uh-hmm) Cause they know when you grab this man you just be ciphin' knowledge man, knowledge as we buildin' up man That's why they want no brothers to be out here man, youknowI'msayin'? That's why they try to make it illegal man (...you far, you far from reality...) Yo, check this out man, this is, a natural herb man youknowI'msayin'? It makes your body just and your mind just go to another... (Yo, but hold - money you is talkin' too, much) Yo, yo, yo man, yo we just ciphin' man (...talkin' that, pass the motherfuckin' blunt) I know you Latin shit, burn the fuck out (I hate when motherfuckers do that shit)... (Wyclef Jean) Y'all know there's a lot of emcees but just give my CHANCE ON THE MIC!! Open the, open the, open the, open the, open the, open the AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!! Open the safe with no key, it's easier than battlin' me Cause uh-uh, I'll make you walk like a doggy Some say on and on, but they mean ON-ON!! I got tired of that new style - BREAKDOWN!! I have to take it back to the break of dawn When Melle Mel was Melle Mel and Al Capone was Al Capone Bootleg is sellin' now it's rap that's sellin' in the village But I'm just privileged to makin' my home from my spirit So when you hear me it's the man with the deeper thoughts At night I can't sleep my brain keep movin' like a body on a horse I don't stand, don't stand, don't wife me I construct on bricks Some thoughts it wasn't until he said: "He sunk my battleship" So hip-hip, load the clip, hip, I miss - DAMN!! I pay my taxes so I won't mess with Sam Ya hear the rhyme you stand still, some ask for refill We move your thoughts so I can see if you for fake or real Cause Buffalo Bill bit battle inside from my rap meal And left me on a hill-hill, so when I battle no will So mama should I kill a man like Cypress Hill, chill I got no lawyer so I pleadin' my own appeal How does it feel - when a monkey is your ill in a J-A-I-L? I have no time to make bail Saw someone to be macho like fritches that got the lyro So they had it at bein' a heroes, where did their bodies go, only God knows You got caught, between the fire and the hoses You wanna battle? Bring your Moses Forget what fun-what time Moses and someone goin' down and it ain't Gastor Douglass Cause the roughest with the guy, becomes a pussy So all the bad boy talk, come on cause I'm the nice dog, yeah hawk Throw many fights in fought courts boss Never lost, so toss a nickel and change your course Say mama say mama say mama say what? (Chorus: Wyclef Jean and Lauryn Hill) Some thought we were blunted when we wrote this Cause we were far, from reality Some thought we were blunted when we wrote this Cause we were far, from reality (Lauryn Hill) Aiyyo, huh-huh, ho with the


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