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[Erick Sermon]
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Uh huh
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Yeah
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One two one two
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Smokin blunts
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Mad Dog 20/20
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We gonna get funky
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[Keith Murray]
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I grab the forty rip off the skirt
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Guzzle it grab the mic and come out the woodworks
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When shit's thick and no time to think
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Keith Murray gets busy off a Basic Instinct
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I puff a L and drink some liquor
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Sit down and write a jam that receive the muhfuckin sticker
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As God as my witness, with the sickness
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of a cannibalist cannibus I floats like a cumulus
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My perpetual rebel intellectual
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Won't catch a bad experience, with hallucinogenic either
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I float simply with the canibus setiva
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As my speech fall deep as in the scriptures
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And graphic opponents like Picasso paint in pictures
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If my eyes ain't red, it's all in my head
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Once said by a Ph.D med
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Legalize and I'll advertise, cuz
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*chorus*
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[Yeah] ("I... get lifted")
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[Roll a Phillie and get]
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[Roll a ziggy and get] ("Fire up this funk")
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[Yeah, like that y'all/Yeah word up] ("I... get lifted")
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[Roll/Puff the Phillie and get]
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[Roll/Puff the ziggy and get] ("Fire up this funk, fire up this funk")
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This the real deal not a publicity stunt
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I gets high like if the man in the movie puffin blunts
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But verily barely merrily is it dope or the dream
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Step into my chain izm intervene the smokescreen
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I captivate it then cultivate it, jealous of my desire
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Smoke it down to the fire, anything to get a little higher
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I've been to college but to be truthfully frank
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Weed is knowledge, cause it makes me think
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I pick anatomy and hem reality like Jah
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Rastas read the bible, after puffin sensimillia
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And the seeds it gets me high to fly, I ain't bullshittin
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You can ask Bill Clinton, he could verify that
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*chorus*
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Step into this intersection and take this rap
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I got a vicious plot but first take me by the weed spot
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I do this for my niggaz locked down runnin capers
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Smokin herb, and the bible papers
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But how does it feel when you got no fire?
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And kyant pass fi dutchie pon de leffhand side
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What the fuck? Who the fuck wanna fuck
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with the six shot shooter, I murder you over buddha
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What I discuss'll bust a rhyme style nucleus
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And roast them ghostes, puffin hocus pocus
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So kid, pass that bomb trom word bond
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So I can toke it with more wins than a python
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Different Strokes for different folks
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He like the chocolate thai
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you like to float with the green skunky smoke
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Roll up a fat one and pass it around
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Laid back hypnotized to the funky sound, word
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*chorus 2X*
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"Yo man, what's that guy's name, the Green Eyed Bandit?
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He worked with Redman, Redman, whatever the fuck his name is..."
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Get Lifted
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| Keith Murray |
