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Madvillain
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America's Most Blunted
Lyricist:Otis Jackson, Daniel Dumile Thompson
Come out to show them Like open the blues up And let some of the blues blood come out to show them Then come out to show them
Music bad weed Listening to music while stoned is a whole new world Most cannabis consumers report it second only to snakes And grass will change your musical habits, for the better
America's most blunted Soon as he start sleepin', catchin' you off guard If you'll all gather closer at the phonograph Where Quas at? Doom, you got the trees? America's most blunted
Quas, when he really hit scar mode Never will he boost lose Phillies with the bar code Or take a whole carload on a wasted trip Or slit White Owl laced tip from tip with yip
Some rather baggies others like they cracks and browns Catch a tag, roll a bag of swag in a Black 'n' Mild See twist Optimo, just the raw leaf part The list top gold, bust before beef start
At the Stop'n'Go Mart, actin' like a spirit host done it America's most blunted, yeah, yo Doom nominated for the best rolled L's And they wondered how he dealt with stress so well
Wild guess? You could say he stay sedated Some say Buddha'd, some say faded Someday pray that he will grow a foreign barn full Recent research show it's not so darn harmful, true
Sometimes you might need to detox It can help you with your rhyme flow and your beat box Off spite to your surprise Turn a Newport Light to a joint right before your eyes Tear a page out the good book, hear it how you want it Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com America's most blunted
Comin' kinda stupid from the station (Blunted) Amazing loops, loops, loops, I do the hustle (Blunted) The best, the best, the, the best in your perimeter Yo, I can't find that nigga Metal Face nowhere, oh alright America's most blunted
Doom, The Madvillain killin' mad boom Consume weed and drink brew 'til we perfume the room The beat conductor smoke twenty-four seven Shady, you can even ask my reverend
Willie knows, how the Phillies roll, really though I spend my last dough, to pick up the sticky gold I spark the lah, but don't, fuck with speed or trees with seeds Quasimoto crew, we get keyed
The most blunted on the map The one Astro black, in the alley, with a hood rat When you try to react, even your pops got smacked Even your moms got cracked
Meanwhile, while my bowl got packed Drop X so you can have good sex, what, no I smoke dank so I can grow me a shank I got the fat sack all day I'm on it Who are we? America's most blunted
Comin' kinda stupid from the station (Blunted) Amazing loops, loops, loops (Blunted) America's most blunted
Creativity, it's a known fact that grass increases creativity From eight to eleven times In fact, everyone finds that they're more creative stoned, than straight So remember, M A R I J U, A J U A N A , Mariju, Juana, Marijuana
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