[{"id":1291894,"name":"Da Bump","trackName":"Da Bump","artistName":"Redman","albumName":"Muddy Waters","duration":251.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Original rude bowy on your scene\nEverybody light your blunts, get your smoke on\nAll you bitches drop your drawers witcha stinkin' ass\nJust roll that weed, roll that weed\nJust roll that weed, roll that weed\n\nAyo, yes, it's me the MC Grand Royal\nYou spittin' that 'Newcleus', I suggest you 'Jams on it'\nI'm not a role model, I cracks the Beck's bottle\nSmoke blunts, play pretty MC's as sex models\n\nSo inhale, exhale, what you smell?\nDerail the frail blind MC off my trail\nIf he use Braille, see, I never been touched\nRegulate the street tactics, then parlay in the cut\n\nLay back and hit this, while I shit this\nFlip this, get some ass flow at long distance\nAnd plus I pack nine inches in my britches\nAnd keep an instant lit for the funky ass bitches\n\nNewark, New Jersey's on the map, comprende?\nAnd confrontations start from the blunts and the Reme\nAnd if any MC out there wanna test\nCall my boy, Poppa C to put a slug in your vest\n\nCheck, I walk around the street with the black tech nine\nBy the waistline, kickin' the hype shit\nSo turn the volume up a notch\nAnd watch the da bump, da bump, make your speakers pop\n\nCheck, I walk around the street with the black tech nine\nBy the waistline, kickin' the hype shit\nSo turn the volume up a notch\nAnd watch the da bump, da bump, make your speakers pop\n\nOw, shit, I'm just one hip nigga\nShit is off the hook when my crew is in the mixture\nWhat I deliver, over tracks and rivers\nIs makin' your lungs collapse and quiver\n\nIt's the PPP foundation in your ass\nWe be the bomb like that Oklahoma blast\nThen outlast a few clowns, sounds\nRaps, stay bein' the mack like Dru Down\n\nAsk me what I smoke and I say, \"It's the method\"\nFunk off the hook, I leave shit disconnected\nWhat's the name of that town rollin' up trees?\nJersey smokin' up the bombazee\n\nIt don't stop, you better move slowly\nI make that chest wet and cosy\nThen dip Lowkey like OG's\nThen inject that antidote to make you O.D.\nYou know a better flower get the dough, G and show me?\n\nI bet you, I make 'em more pussy than Josie\nAnd show 'em 'How High I am' just from the nosebleed\nI keep it 'Naughty By Nature'\nKick that rugged shit that Maybelline could make-up, lace up\n\nYeah, Funk Doctor, represent one time\nFor all the blunt smokers smokin' weed\n(Yeah yeah, yeah, that's how we do)\nLet me hear you go ooh (ooh)\nSmoke lalala (smoke lalala)\nLet me hear you go ooh (ooh)\nSmoke lalala (smoke lalala)\n\nFunk Doctor got your ass locked down proper\nLet me next blast derelicts, binaca\nI'ma star at war, smoke blunts, don't Chewbacca\nThe head banger boogie for the marijuana shoppers\n\nLace the tracks with stacks of artifacts\nMake the police arrest me for givin' the cardiac\n'Cause I'm the shitter, head banger, non-quitter\n20 blunt a day nigga, Landcruise whipper\n\nI represent, commence to beat an instrument\nWho's next to get that ass bent ten percent?\nI make your boo pass off your jewels, you lose\n'Cause I am so cool\n\nReact up on it, 'I got five on it'\nMet some hoochie, now I got 55 on it\nWith two Coronas, I dominate my opponents\nTo the hardcore niggas, keep on, motherfucker\n\nCheck, I walk around the street with the black tech nine\nBy the waistline, kickin' the hype shit\nSo turn the volume up a notch\nAnd watch the da bump, da bump, make your speakers pop\n\nCheck, I walk around the street with the black tech nine\nBy the waistline, kickin' the hype shit\nSo turn the volume up a notch\nAnd watch the da bump, da bump, make your speakers pop\n\nCheck, I walk around the street with the black tech nine\nBy the waistline, kickin' the hype shit","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.16] Original rude bowy on your scene\n[00:08.61] Everybody light your blunts, get your smoke on\n[00:14.68] All you bitches drop your drawers witcha stinkin' ass\n[00:19.67] Just roll that weed, roll that weed\n[00:23.49] Just roll that weed, roll that weed\n[00:25.71] Ayo, yes, it's me the MC Grand Royal\n[00:29.00] You spittin' that 'Newcleus', I suggest you 'Jams on it'\n[00:31.72] I'm not a role model, I cracks the Beck's bottle\n[00:34.70] Smoke blunts, play pretty MC's as sex models\n[00:37.56] So inhale, exhale, what you smell?\n[00:40.12] Derail the frail blind MC off my trail\n[00:43.13] If he use Braille, see, I never been touched\n[00:45.65] Regulate the street tactics, then parlay in the cut\n[00:49.40] Lay back and hit this, while I shit this\n[00:51.71] Flip this, get some ass flow at long distance\n[00:54.24] And plus I pack nine inches in my britches\n[00:57.20] And keep an instant lit for the funky ass bitches\n[01:00.04] Newark, New Jersey's on the map, comprende?\n[01:02.92] And confrontations start from the blunts and the Reme\n[01:05.67] And if any MC out there wanna test\n[01:08.41] Call my boy, Poppa C to put a slug in your vest\n[01:11.13] Check, I walk around the street with the black tech nine\n[01:14.52] By the waistline, kickin' the hype shit\n[01:16.73] So turn the volume up a notch\n[01:18.51] And watch the da bump, da bump, make your speakers pop\n[01:22.54] Check, I walk around the street with the black tech nine\n[01:25.58] By the waistline, kickin' the hype shit\n[01:28.30] So turn the volume up a notch\n[01:29.68] And watch the da bump, da bump, make your speakers pop\n[01:33.48] Ow, shit, I'm just one hip nigga\n[01:36.45] Shit is off the hook when my crew is in the mixture\n[01:39.74] What I deliver, over tracks and rivers\n[01:42.29] Is makin' your lungs collapse and quiver\n[01:44.54] It's the PPP foundation in your ass\n[01:47.71] We be the bomb like that Oklahoma blast\n[01:50.59] Then outlast a few clowns, sounds\n[01:53.35] Raps, stay bein' the mack like Dru Down\n[01:56.42] Ask me what I smoke and I say, \"It's the method\"\n[01:59.12] Funk off the hook, I leave shit disconnected\n[02:01.94] What's the name of that town rollin' up trees?\n[02:04.78] Jersey smokin' up the bombazee\n[02:07.24] It don't stop, you better move slowly\n[02:09.28] I make that chest wet and cosy\n[02:11.04] Then dip Lowkey like OG's\n[02:13.34] Then inject that antidote to make you O.D.\n[02:15.89] You know a better flower get the dough, G and show me?\n[02:18.89] I bet you, I make 'em more pussy than Josie\n[02:21.45] And show 'em 'How High I am' just from the nosebleed\n[02:24.24] I keep it 'Naughty By Nature'\n[02:26.42] Kick that rugged shit that Maybelline could make-up, lace up\n[02:29.83] Yeah, Funk Doctor, represent one time\n[02:33.26] For all the blunt smokers smokin' weed\n[02:35.95] (Yeah yeah, yeah, that's how we do)\n[02:40.25] Let me hear you go ooh (ooh)\n[02:43.30] Smoke lalala (smoke lalala)\n[02:45.76] Let me hear you go ooh (ooh)\n[02:49.00] Smoke lalala (smoke lalala)\n[02:52.09] Funk Doctor got your ass locked down proper\n[02:55.16] Let me next blast derelicts, binaca\n[02:57.68] I'ma star at war, smoke blunts, don't Chewbacca\n[03:00.87] The head banger boogie for the marijuana shoppers\n[03:03.42] Lace the tracks with stacks of artifacts\n[03:06.02] Make the police arrest me for givin' the cardiac\n[03:09.07] 'Cause I'm the shitter, head banger, non-quitter\n[03:11.76] 20 blunt a day nigga, Landcruise whipper\n[03:15.04] I represent, commence to beat an instrument\n[03:17.86] Who's next to get that ass bent ten percent?\n[03:20.51] I make your boo pass off your jewels, you lose\n[03:23.16] 'Cause I am so cool\n[03:25.48] React up on it, 'I got five on it'\n[03:28.66] Met some hoochie, now I got 55 on it\n[03:31.55] With two Coronas, I dominate my opponents\n[03:34.33] To the hardcore niggas, keep on, motherfucker\n[03:37.54] Check, I walk around the street with the black tech nine\n[03:40.50] By the waistline, kickin' the hype shit\n[03:42.68] So turn the volume up a notch\n[03:44.64] And watch the da bump, da bump, make 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street with the black tech nine\n  By the waistline, kickin' the hype shit\n  So turn the volume up a notch\n  And watch the da bump, da bump, make your speakers pop\n\n  Check, I walk around the street with the black tech nine\n  By the waistline, kickin' the hype shit\n  So turn the volume up a notch\n  And watch the da bump, da bump, make your speakers pop\n\n  Ow, shit, I'm just one hip nigga\n  Shit is off the hook when my crew is in the mixture\n  What I deliver, over tracks and rivers\n  Is makin' your lungs collapse and quiver\n\n  It's the PPP foundation in your ass\n  We be the bomb like that Oklahoma blast\n  Then outlast a few clowns, sounds\n  Raps, stay bein' the mack like Dru Down\n\n  Ask me what I smoke and I say, \"It's the method\"\n  Funk off the hook, I leave shit disconnected\n  What's the name of that town rollin' up trees?\n  Jersey smokin' up the bombazee\n\n  It don't stop, you better move slowly\n  I make that chest wet and cosy\n  Then dip Lowkey like OG's\n  Then inject that antidote to make you O.D.\n  You know a better flower get the dough, G and show me?\n\n  I bet you, I make 'em more pussy than Josie\n  And show 'em 'How High I am' just from the nosebleed\n  I keep it 'Naughty By Nature'\n  Kick that rugged shit that Maybelline could make-up, lace up\n\n  Yeah, Funk Doctor, represent one time\n  For all the blunt smokers smokin' weed\n  (Yeah yeah, yeah, that's how we do)\n  Let me hear you go ooh (ooh)\n  Smoke lalala (smoke lalala)\n  Let me hear you go ooh (ooh)\n  Smoke lalala (smoke lalala)\n\n  Funk Doctor got your ass locked down proper\n  Let me next blast derelicts, binaca\n  I'ma star at war, smoke blunts, don't Chewbacca\n  The head banger boogie for the marijuana shoppers\n\n  Lace the tracks with stacks of artifacts\n  Make the police arrest me for givin' the cardiac\n  'Cause I'm the shitter, head banger, non-quitter\n  20 blunt a day nigga, Landcruise whipper\n\n  I represent, commence to beat an instrument\n  Who's 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scene\nEverybody light your blunts, get your smoke on\nAll you bitches drop your drawers witcha stinkin' ass\nJust roll that weed, roll that weed\nJust roll that weed, roll that weed\n\nAyo, yes, it's me the MC Grand Royal\nYou spittin' that 'Newcleus', I suggest you 'Jams on it'\nI'm not a role model, I cracks the Beck's bottle\nSmoke blunts, play pretty MC's as sex models\n\nSo inhale, exhale, what you smell?\nDerail the frail blind MC off my trail\nIf he use Braille, see, I never been touched\nRegulate the street tactics, then parlay in the cut\n\nLay back and hit this, while I shit this\nFlip this, get some ass flow at long distance\nAnd plus I pack nine inches in my britches\nAnd keep an instant lit for the funky ass bitches\n\nNewark, New Jersey's on the map, comprende?\nAnd confrontations start from the blunts and the Reme\nAnd if any MC out there wanna test\nCall my boy, Poppa C to put a slug in your vest\n\nCheck, I walk around the street with the black tech nine\nBy the waistline, kickin' the hype shit\nSo turn the volume up a notch\nAnd watch the da bump, da bump, make your speakers pop\n\nCheck, I walk around the street with the black tech nine\nBy the waistline, kickin' the hype shit\nSo turn the volume up a notch\nAnd watch the da bump, da bump, make your speakers pop\n\nOw, shit, I'm just one hip nigga\nShit is off the hook when my crew is in the mixture\nWhat I deliver, over tracks and rivers\nIs makin' your lungs collapse and quiver\n\nIt's the PPP foundation in your ass\nWe be the bomb like that Oklahoma blast\nThen outlast a few clowns, sounds\nRaps, stay bein' the mack like Dru Down\n\nAsk me what I smoke and I say, \"It's the method\"\nFunk off the hook, I leave shit disconnected\nWhat's the name of that town rollin' up trees?\nJersey smokin' up the bombazee\n\nIt don't stop, you better move slowly\nI make that chest wet and cosy\nThen dip Lowkey like OG's\nThen inject that antidote to make you O.D.\nYou know a better flower get the dough, G and show me?\n\nI bet you, I make 'em more pussy than Josie\nAnd show 'em 'How High I am' just from the nosebleed\nI keep it 'Naughty By Nature'\nKick that rugged shit that Maybelline could make-up, lace up\n\nYeah, Funk Doctor, represent one time\nFor all the blunt smokers smokin' weed\n(Yeah yeah, yeah, that's how we do)\nLet me hear you go ooh (ooh)\nSmoke lalala (smoke lalala)\nLet me hear you go ooh (ooh)\nSmoke lalala (smoke lalala)\n\nFunk Doctor got your ass locked down proper\nLet me next blast derelicts, binaca\nI'ma star at war, smoke blunts, don't Chewbacca\nThe head banger boogie for the marijuana shoppers\n\nLace the tracks with stacks of artifacts\nMake the police arrest me for givin' the cardiac\n'Cause I'm the shitter, head banger, non-quitter\n20 blunt a day nigga, Landcruise whipper\n\nI represent, commence to beat an instrument\nWho's next to get that ass bent ten percent?\nI make your boo pass off your jewels, you lose\n'Cause I am so cool\n\nReact up on it, 'I 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and cosy\n[02:11.04] Then dip Lowkey like OG's\n[02:13.34] Then inject that antidote to make you O.D.\n[02:15.89] You know a better flower get the dough, G and show me?\n[02:18.89] I bet you, I make 'em more pussy than Josie\n[02:21.45] And show 'em 'How High I am' just from the nosebleed\n[02:24.24] I keep it 'Naughty By Nature'\n[02:26.42] Kick that rugged shit that Maybelline could make-up, lace up\n[02:29.83] Yeah, Funk Doctor, represent one time\n[02:33.26] For all the blunt smokers smokin' weed\n[02:35.95] (Yeah yeah, yeah, that's how we do)\n[02:40.25] Let me hear you go ooh (ooh)\n[02:43.30] Smoke lalala (smoke lalala)\n[02:45.76] Let me hear you go ooh (ooh)\n[02:49.00] Smoke lalala (smoke lalala)\n[02:52.09] Funk Doctor got your ass locked down proper\n[02:55.16] Let me next blast derelicts, binaca\n[02:57.68] I'ma star at war, smoke blunts, don't Chewbacca\n[03:00.87] The head banger boogie for the marijuana shoppers\n[03:03.42] Lace the tracks with stacks of 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could make-up, lace up\n\nYeah, Funk Doctor, represent one time\nFor all the blunt smokers smokin' weed\n(Yeah yeah, yeah, that's how we do)\nLet me hear you go ooh (ooh)\nSmoke lalala (smoke lalala)\nLet me hear you go ooh (ooh)\nSmoke lalala (smoke lalala)\n\nFunk Doctor got your ass locked down proper\nLet me next blast derelicts, binaca\nI'ma star at war, smoke blunts, don't Chewbacca\nThe head banger boogie for the marijuana shoppers\n\nLace the tracks with stacks of artifacts\nMake the police arrest me for givin' the cardiac\n'Cause I'm the shitter, head banger, non-quitter\n20 blunt a day nigga, Landcruise whipper\n\nI represent, commence to beat an instrument\nWho's next to get that ass bent ten percent?\nI make your boo pass off your jewels, you lose\n'Cause I am so cool\n\nReact up on it, 'I got five on it'\nMet some hoochie, now I got 55 on it\nWith two Coronas, I dominate my opponents\nTo the hardcore niggas, keep on, motherfucker\n\nCheck, I walk around the street with the 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smell?\n[00:40.12] Derail the frail blind MC off my trail\n[00:43.13] If he use Braille, see, I never been touched\n[00:45.65] Regulate the street tactics, then parlay in the cut\n[00:49.40] Lay back and hit this, while I shit this\n[00:51.71] Flip this, get some ass flow at long distance\n[00:54.24] And plus I pack nine inches in my britches\n[00:57.20] And keep an instant lit for the funky ass bitches\n[01:00.04] Newark, New Jersey's on the map, comprende?\n[01:02.92] And confrontations start from the blunts and the Reme\n[01:05.67] And if any MC out there wanna test\n[01:08.41] Call my boy, Poppa C to put a slug in your vest\n[01:11.13] Check, I walk around the street with the black tech nine\n[01:14.52] By the waistline, kickin' the hype shit\n[01:16.73] So turn the volume up a notch\n[01:18.51] And watch the da bump, da bump, make your speakers pop\n[01:22.54] Check, I walk around the street with the black tech nine\n[01:25.58] By the waistline, kickin' the hype shit\n[01:28.30] 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what you smell?\nDerail the frail blind MC off my trail\nIf he use Braille, see, I never been touched\nRegulate the street tactics, then parlay in the cut\n\nLay back and hit this, while I shit this\nFlip this, get some ass flow at long distance\nAnd plus I pack nine inches in my britches\nAnd keep an instant lit for the funky ass bitches\n\nNewark, New Jersey's on the map, comprende?\nAnd confrontations start from the blunts and the Reme\nAnd if any MC out there wanna test\nCall my boy, Poppa C to put a slug in your vest\n\nCheck, I walk around the street with the black tech nine\nBy the waistline, kickin' the hype shit\nSo turn the volume up a notch\nAnd watch the da bump, da bump, make your speakers pop\n\nCheck, I walk around the street with the black tech nine\nBy the waistline, kickin' the hype shit\nSo turn the volume up a notch\nAnd watch the da bump, da bump, make your speakers pop\n\nOw, shit, I'm just one hip nigga\nShit is off the hook when my crew is in the mixture\nWhat I 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lalala (smoke lalala)\n[02:45.76] Let me hear you go ooh (ooh)\n[02:49.00] Smoke lalala (smoke lalala)\n[02:52.09] Funk Doctor got your ass locked down proper\n[02:55.16] Let me next blast derelicts, binaca\n[02:57.68] I'ma star at war, smoke blunts, don't Chewbacca\n[03:00.87] The head banger boogie for the marijuana shoppers\n[03:03.42] Lace the tracks with stacks of artifacts\n[03:06.02] Make the police arrest me for givin' the cardiac\n[03:09.07] 'Cause I'm the shitter, head banger, non-quitter\n[03:11.76] 20 blunt a day nigga, Landcruise whipper\n[03:15.04] I represent, commence to beat an instrument\n[03:17.86] Who's next to get that ass bent ten percent?\n[03:20.51] I make your boo pass off your jewels, you lose\n[03:23.16] 'Cause I am so cool\n[03:25.48] React up on it, 'I got five on it'\n[03:28.66] Met some hoochie, now I got 55 on it\n[03:31.55] With two Coronas, I dominate my opponents\n[03:34.33] To the hardcore niggas, keep on, motherfucker\n[03:37.54] Check, I walk 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Bump","trackName":"Da Bump","artistName":"Redman","albumName":"Muddy Waters (Re-Rip)","duration":251.067083,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Original rude bowy on your scene\nEverybody light your blunts, get your smoke on\nAll you bitches drop your drawers witcha stinkin' ass\nJust roll that weed, roll that weed\nJust roll that weed, roll that weed\n\nAyo, yes, it's me the MC Grand Royal\nYou spittin' that 'Newcleus', I suggest you 'Jams on it'\nI'm not a role model, I cracks the Beck's bottle\nSmoke blunts, play pretty MC's as sex models\n\nSo inhale, exhale, what you smell?\nDerail the frail blind MC off my trail\nIf he use Braille, see, I never been touched\nRegulate the street tactics, then parlay in the cut\n\nLay back and hit this, while I shit this\nFlip this, get some ass flow at long distance\nAnd plus I pack nine inches in my britches\nAnd keep an instant lit for the funky ass bitches\n\nNewark, New Jersey's on the map, comprende?\nAnd confrontations start from the blunts and the Reme\nAnd if any MC out there wanna test\nCall my boy, Poppa C to put a slug in your vest\n\nCheck, I walk around the street with the black tech nine\nBy the waistline, kickin' the hype shit\nSo turn the volume up a notch\nAnd watch the da bump, da bump, make your speakers pop\n\nCheck, I walk around the street with the black tech nine\nBy the waistline, kickin' the hype shit\nSo turn the volume up a notch\nAnd watch the da bump, da bump, make your speakers pop\n\nOw, shit, I'm just one hip nigga\nShit is off the hook when my crew is in the mixture\nWhat I deliver, over tracks and rivers\nIs makin' your lungs collapse and quiver\n\nIt's the PPP foundation in your ass\nWe be the bomb like that Oklahoma blast\nThen outlast a few clowns, sounds\nRaps, stay bein' the mack like Dru Down\n\nAsk me what I smoke and I say, \"It's the method\"\nFunk off the hook, I leave shit disconnected\nWhat's the name of that town rollin' up trees?\nJersey smokin' up the bombazee\n\nIt don't stop, you better move slowly\nI make that chest wet and cosy\nThen dip Lowkey like OG's\nThen inject that antidote to make you O.D.\nYou know a better flower get the dough, G and show me?\n\nI bet you, I make 'em more pussy than Josie\nAnd show 'em 'How High I am' just from the nosebleed\nI keep it 'Naughty By Nature'\nKick that rugged shit that Maybelline could make-up, lace up\n\nYeah, Funk Doctor, represent one time\nFor all the blunt smokers smokin' weed\n(Yeah yeah, yeah, that's how we do)\nLet me hear you go ooh (ooh)\nSmoke lalala (smoke lalala)\nLet me hear you go ooh (ooh)\nSmoke lalala (smoke lalala)\n\nFunk Doctor got your ass locked down proper\nLet me next blast derelicts, binaca\nI'ma star at war, smoke blunts, don't Chewbacca\nThe head banger boogie for the marijuana shoppers\n\nLace the tracks with stacks of artifacts\nMake the police arrest me for givin' the cardiac\n'Cause I'm the shitter, head banger, non-quitter\n20 blunt a day nigga, Landcruise 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scene\nEverybody light your blunts, get your smoke on\nAll you bitches drop your drawers witcha stinkin' ass\nJust roll that weed, roll that weed\nJust roll that weed, roll that weed\n\nAyo, yes, it's me the MC Grand Royal\nYou spittin' that 'Newcleus', I suggest you 'Jams on it'\nI'm not a role model, I cracks the Beck's bottle\nSmoke blunts, play pretty MC's as sex models\n\nSo inhale, exhale, what you smell?\nDerail the frail blind MC off my trail\nIf he use Braille, see, I never been touched\nRegulate the street tactics, then parlay in the cut\n\nLay back and hit this, while I shit this\nFlip this, get some ass flow at long distance\nAnd plus I pack nine inches in my britches\nAnd keep an instant lit for the funky ass bitches\n\nNewark, New Jersey's on the map, comprende?\nAnd confrontations start from the blunts and the Reme\nAnd if any MC out there wanna test\nCall my boy, Poppa C to put a slug in your vest\n\nCheck, I walk around the street with the black tech nine\nBy the waistline, kickin' the hype shit\nSo turn the volume up a notch\nAnd watch the da bump, da bump, make your speakers pop\n\nCheck, I walk around the street with the black tech nine\nBy the waistline, kickin' the hype shit\nSo turn the volume up a notch\nAnd watch the da bump, da bump, make your speakers pop\n\nOw, shit, I'm just one hip nigga\nShit is off the hook when my crew is in the mixture\nWhat I deliver, over tracks and rivers\nIs makin' your lungs collapse and quiver\n\nIt's the PPP foundation in your ass\nWe be the bomb like that Oklahoma blast\nThen outlast a few clowns, sounds\nRaps, stay bein' the mack like Dru Down\n\nAsk me what I smoke and I say, \"It's the method\"\nFunk off the hook, I leave shit disconnected\nWhat's the name of that town rollin' up trees?\nJersey smokin' up the bombazee\n\nIt don't stop, you better move slowly\nI make that chest wet and cosy\nThen dip Lowkey like OG's\nThen inject that antidote to make you O.D.\nYou know a better flower get the dough, 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roll that weed\n\nAyo, yes, it's me the MC Grand Royal\nYou spittin' that 'Newcleus', I suggest you 'Jams on it'\nI'm not a role model, I cracks the Beck's bottle\nSmoke blunts, play pretty MC's as sex models\n\nSo inhale, exhale, what you smell?\nDerail the frail blind MC off my trail\nIf he use Braille, see, I never been touched\nRegulate the street tactics, then parlay in the cut\n\nLay back and hit this, while I shit this\nFlip this, get some ass flow at long distance\nAnd plus I pack nine inches in my britches\nAnd keep an instant lit for the funky ass bitches\n\nNewark, New Jersey's on the map, comprende?\nAnd confrontations start from the blunts and the Reme\nAnd if any MC out there wanna test\nCall my boy, Poppa C to put a slug in your vest\n\nCheck, I walk around the street with the black tech nine\nBy the waistline, kickin' the hype shit\nSo turn the volume up a notch\nAnd watch the da bump, da bump, make your speakers pop\n\nCheck, I walk around the street with the black 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what you smell?\n[00:40.12] Derail the frail blind MC off my trail\n[00:43.13] If he use Braille, see, I never been touched\n[00:45.65] Regulate the street tactics, then parlay in the cut\n[00:49.40] Lay back and hit this, while I shit this\n[00:51.71] Flip this, get some ass flow at long distance\n[00:54.24] And plus I pack nine inches in my britches\n[00:57.20] And keep an instant lit for the funky ass bitches\n[01:00.04] Newark, New Jersey's on the map, comprende?\n[01:02.92] And confrontations start from the blunts and the Reme\n[01:05.67] And if any MC out there wanna test\n[01:08.41] Call my boy, Poppa C to put a slug in your vest\n[01:11.13] Check, I walk around the street with the black tech nine\n[01:14.52] By the waistline, kickin' the hype shit\n[01:16.73] So turn the volume up a notch\n[01:18.51] And watch the da bump, da bump, make your speakers pop\n[01:22.54] Check, I walk around the street with the black tech nine\n[01:25.58] By the waistline, kickin' the hype 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me?\n[02:18.89] I bet you, I make 'em more pussy than Josie\n[02:21.45] And show 'em 'How High I am' just from the nosebleed\n[02:24.24] I keep it 'Naughty By Nature'\n[02:26.42] Kick that rugged shit that Maybelline could make-up, lace up\n[02:29.83] Yeah, Funk Doctor, represent one time\n[02:33.26] For all the blunt smokers smokin' weed\n[02:35.95] (Yeah yeah, yeah, that's how we do)\n[02:40.25] Let me hear you go ooh (ooh)\n[02:43.30] Smoke lalala (smoke lalala)\n[02:45.76] Let me hear you go ooh (ooh)\n[02:49.00] Smoke lalala (smoke lalala)\n[02:52.09] Funk Doctor got your ass locked down proper\n[02:55.16] Let me next blast derelicts, binaca\n[02:57.68] I'ma star at war, smoke blunts, don't Chewbacca\n[03:00.87] The head banger boogie for the marijuana shoppers\n[03:03.42] Lace the tracks with stacks of artifacts\n[03:06.02] Make the police arrest me for givin' the cardiac\n[03:09.07] 'Cause I'm the shitter, head banger, non-quitter\n[03:11.76] 20 blunt a day nigga, Landcruise whipper\n[03:15.04] I represent, commence to beat an instrument\n[03:17.86] Who's next to get that ass bent ten percent?\n[03:20.51] I make your boo pass off your jewels, you lose\n[03:23.16] 'Cause I am so cool\n[03:25.48] React up on it, 'I got five on it'\n[03:28.66] Met some hoochie, now I got 55 on it\n[03:31.55] With two Coronas, I dominate my opponents\n[03:34.33] To the hardcore niggas, keep on, motherfucker\n[03:37.54] Check, I walk around the street with the black tech nine\n[03:40.50] By the waistline, kickin' the hype shit\n[03:42.68] So turn the volume up a notch\n[03:44.64] And watch the da bump, da bump, make your speakers pop\n[03:48.49] Check, I walk around the street with the black tech nine\n[03:51.43] By the waistline, kickin' the hype shit\n[03:54.08] So turn the volume up a notch\n[03:56.01] And watch the da bump, da bump, make your speakers pop\n[03:59.66] Check, I walk around the street with the black tech nine\n[04:02.85] By the waistline, kickin' the hype 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