Songtext A million and 1 buddha spots Redman

A million and 1 buddha spots

Still walkin down the streets with my hand on my black tec
My brain is high like Newark New Jersey do car theftsI'm high, when I sag my 2 Black GuysI 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 bluntà 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 DungeonKeith Murray meets me at the spot with the Bom-BaGo back to Jerz and smoke with Diezel DonHuh, 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 lubricantsIt'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 vocalsand 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 ShockleeI 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 DThat'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 dustThere's a million and one blunt spots in AmericaYeah I'm tellin ya Now just throw your blunts up in the motherfuckin air
Smoked out with niggaz from North Newark to MontclairI rip the nouns from antonyms to synonyms
Cause I got soul like James Brown and rock M&MOne of the America's Most BluntedSmoked out with MC Eiht and Compton Most WantedNinety degrees, smoke with L.O.D. on the IslandThen back to Stat, to smoke more packs with the ShaolinI 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 mackinand 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 GameraProps on blocks smokin the choc and what-nots
I might catch a nickel bag sale from bus stops *needle rips record