作曲 : Dumile, Jackson

Come out to show them

Like, open the bruise up and let some of the bruise blood come out to show them

Come out to show them, come out to show them, come out to show them

Come out to show them, come out to show them, come out to show them...

Listening to music while stoned is a whole new world

Most ******** consumers report it second only to sex

And grass will change your musical habits, for the better"

Bad weed right there

To' up man

"America's most blunted!"

"Soon as he start sleepin', catchin' you off guard"

"Me rhythm now, huh?"

"If you'll all gather close around the phonograph"

"Who those mother****ers comin' in here?

No! It can't be!

"YO!"

Where Quas at?

Yo!

DOOM, you got the trees?

"America's most blunted!"

Quas, when he really hit star mode

Never will he boost loose Phillies with the bar-code

Or take a whole carload on a wasted trip

Or sit White Owl laced tip from tip with yip

Some rather baggies others like their cracks in vials

Catch a tag, roll a bag of schwag in a Black & Mild

He twist Optimo, just the raw leaf part

The list top go: bust before beef start

At the Stop-n-Go Mart, actin like a spirit host done it

-"America's most blunted!"-

Yeah, yo

DOOM nominated for the best rolled L's

And they wondered how he dealt with stress so well

Wild guess? You could say he stay sedated

Some say buddha-ed, some say faded

Someday pray that he will grow a farm barn full

Recent research show it's not so darn harmful (true)

Sometimes you might need to detox

It can help you with your rhyme flow and your beat-box

Off spite to your surprise

Turn a Newport Light to a joint right before your eyes

Tear a page out the good book, hear it how you want it

"America's most blunted!"

"Comin' kinda stupid from the station"

"Amazing loops, loops, loops..."

"-the universal"

"The-th-the-best, the-th-best, the-the-the, the best in your perimeter"

Yo I can't find that ***** Metal Face nowhere (oh alright)

"America's most blunted!"

DOOM! The Madvillain killing mad boom

Consume weed and drink brew 'til we perfume the room

The beat conductor smoke twenty-four/seven

Shady... you can even ask my reverend

Willie knows, how the Phillies roll, really though

I spend my last dough, to pick up the sticky gold

I spark the lah, but don't shh with speed or trees with seeds

Quasimoto crew, we get keyed

The most blunted on the map

The one astro black, in the alley, with a hoodrat

Hoodrat.. when you try to react

Shut the - up! Even your pops got smacked

Even your moms got cracked

"Meanwhile!"- While my bowl got packed

Drop X so you can have good sex (What, no)

I smoke dank so I can grow me a shank

I got the fat sack, shh- all day I hunt it

Who are we...?

"America's most blunted!"

"Comin' kinda stupid from the station"

"Amazing loops, loops, loops..."

"-the universal"

"America's most blunted!"

Creativity, it's a known fact that grass increases creativity

From eight, to eleven times. In fact, everyone finds that they're

More creative stoned, than straight

So remember:

M-A-R-I-J-U...

... A-J-U-A-N-A

Mar-i...

...juana

Mari-ju