Binance

Lower Da Boom (Artifacts)

A lot of cats put down grass man Like uh, uhh.. because they say things about it Like it makes you, lose your memory and all that Well I just wanna say that uhh, uhh.. I forget where I was man ("Ohh-h OK cut, Freddy, Freddy stop..") Boom Skwad in the house I lower da boom when I do the cypher dance With naps and saggy pants as I romance the plants I take puffs on stuff, rough enough to give a buzz To my 'cause, even though he don't touch the stuff See this blunt in my front, some say might stink But yo the skunk helps me think I'm a boom smoker joker with the knack because I'm gifted Some say misfit, but f**k it let's get lifted I get a box of 50, get nifty with a spliff G And tick tackle new jacks who tried to diss me I walk through the rain for dimes at the sess spot Not hot with cops, cause I'd hate to get popped I'm a terror to a trey bag, son you'll soon see But I gots to get, higher, lower the boom G Lower da boom, you got to lower da boom Where the brothers puff the ism and the smoke clouds the room Spark that blunt, represent don't front We got what you want, it's the indo funk *inhaling* Ahh, I just catch the fumes I consume, bend the room, with the ? tune Spark another L for the cypher Sit back and light the, five inch adventure that's alrighta Lower the boom, for the sess bags thicker One's a flight to Phillie, while the other one's the liquor Off to the weed spot, the bags better be fat Or else you catch the speed knot, and holmes you don't need that Spark the indo or the L, sniff the weed But I never get splits mista cause Tame's been hip ta The baby of the blunts, so I'm down to catch the contact Here's the rap chat, it's a fact that I react Smooth from the boom consumed a zoom zoom a zoomin MC El the leaner cleaner thoughts dials tune-in Into, the matter roll the blunt bunt batter Pass the shit quick, don't flip, with the chit chatter I never puckered once, my lungs got jammed My man said it wouldn't kill, but I choke, god damn The sess starts to cloud the room The Artifacts, commences ta, lower the boom Ohh I hope I live to see the day they make it legal To all the people can't see what I'm smokin ain't evil Stop callin me a pusher cause I take pulls and take tokes Cut snakes, cut breaks, and I hate fake folks So pass the cheeba senorita cause I need a Fat f**kin Phillie just before I funk a freaker Creatin from the milk crate with hooks and riffs I can lift em, and shift em makin jams like this With the blunt in my left hand and the Phillie in my pocket MC El, at my right, with the mic so I can rock it Sess makes my eyes red, but shades only cost three bills In Hooterville, so I'm chill See the bigger the blunt, is how I feel about my indo Because my moms would never throw my shit out the window I puff herb til noon, chill and watch cartoons Yes once again, I lowered the boom Are you weeded? Nope see, I'm doper for the session Catchin wreck, check the tec, cause I'm sober for the sketch If I'm caught smokin blunts, I catch a bad one from my clan see I'm higher than a messiah so you know I'm handy dandy Legalize it holmes cause the zone's gettin bigger From the whites, to the Ricans, cause they learned it from the niggaz So who's the first to kick it real, for the, cypher Eight Phillies so you know you gots to pass the other lighter Pass the incense gents, it smells out in the hall My groupies think I'm stunnin cause I'm six feet tall No need for the sheepa cheeba cleaner than, Beaver Cleaver Though I'm down to pitch, with my skit like Tom Seaver Either, or my jaw speak of true features I must be, the freaker of this doper class teacher So pass the Visine, so you can keep your eyes clean Look to Looney Tunes, we lowered, the boom Lower da boom.. Spark that blunt.. Lower da boom, ya got to lower da boom.. Spark that blunt, represent, don't front.. I just wanna say that ahh A lot of you cats, that don't think, marijuana should be legalized Well you're all f**ked ("Cut!!")