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Текст (слова) песни: Redman - A Million and 1 Buddah Spots

Still walkin down the streets with my hand on my black tec
My brain is high like Newark New Jersey do car thefts
I`m high when I sag my 2 Black Guys
I would be brief but my Karl Kani`s didn`t dry
I smoke the blunt for all you underground chumps
My smoke bangs like it`s freshly picked from the swamps
So nigga how you roll a blunt? Aiyyo how you roll a blunt
Flip the script on some other shit like how you roll a cunt
Now, I smoke the Maui, wow-wee
Then I`ll be back for me, I`m Sure, like Al B.
Go Uptown, smoke quarter-pounds at the Dungeon
Keith Murray meets me at the spot with the Bom-Ba
Go back to Jerz and smoke with Diezel Don
Huh, pick up a bag from my block, two-oh`s the number
Who can get swift with the microphone mist
Plus I`m crisp like CD`s on LP`s in 3D
My funk respect it, cosmic injected
That cause me to Set It Off just like that club record
Hit it from the back, stay strapped like two packs of lubricants
It`s gonna hurt -- no it`s not a gat experience
The funk dweller, creeps through your cellar
And if your moms don`t know your ass better tell her, like this y`all

There`s a million and one blunt spots all over the world
That got good herb for all you boys and girls
Which one do you go to? *many shouts*
Which one do you go to? *many shouts*
I`m packin buddha by the pounds and pull my Phillies from knapsacks
Hey yo I didn`t know your nickel bags come that fat
Yo check it, my lyrics strip the track butt-naked
Catch the Local to the A to the buddha to my vocals
and I, set the world on fire
Get a billion people higher, from just one blunt in my cypher
You swore to God you was mixed in bom-ba-zee
The rhymer Bombs Squads and MC`s like Hank Shocklee
I spend a knot at all the buddha spots
From fifteen to fifty-fifth I ran all through the blocks
I set it off jock, I light a blunt for my nigga D
That`s doin three pack, now where I get the hash at
You can`t fuck with my funk cause my funk is kinda abstract
Past that, I`m rough like McGruff on dust
There`s a million and one blunt spots in America
Yeah I`m tellin ya

Now just throw your blunts up in the motherfuckin air
Smoked out with niggaz from North Newark to Montclair
I rip the nouns from antonyms to synonyms
Cause I got soul like James Brown and rock M&M
One of the America`s Most Blunted
Smoked out with MC Eiht and Compton Most Wanted
Ninety degrees, smoke with L.O.D. on the Island
Then back to Stat, to smoke more packs with the Shaolin
I showed the women how to roll a blunt stronger
But it didn`t work, because they Lee nails got longer
But the weed is good for when you`re mackin
and girls can front it off like they don`t know shit that happened
I know what happened, I told her, BACK, NICK that motherfucker
So check!
My stamina, your ass couldn`t snap with cameras
Leave you on your back like Godzill did Gamera
Props on blocks smokin the choc and what-nots
I might catch a nickel bag sale from bus stops *needle rips record*

 

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