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America's Most Blunted (feat. Lord Quas)
Lyrics
Come out to show them
Like open the blues up
And let some of the blues blood come out to show them
Then come out to show them
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Features Of This Song
east coast rap influences
heavy backbeat
danceable beats
straight beats
funny rap lyrics
lyrics about alcohol and drugs
lyrics that use twisted humor
party rhymes
an ambient intro
use of modal harmonies
a dominant bass riff
layered electric guitar riffs
vinyl ambience
a dry recording sound
subtle use of noise effects
trippy soundscapes
production and lyrics by respected rap artists

These are just a few of the hundreds of attributes cataloged for this song by the Music Genome Project.
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The best, the best, the, the best in your perimeter
Someday pray that he will grow a foreign barn full
Most cannabis consumers report it second only to snakes
And grass will change your musical habits, for the better
Come out to show them
Some say Buddha'd, some say faded
The most blunted on the map
From eight to eleven times
Who are we? America's most blunted
Quasimoto crew, we get keyed
America's most blunted
It can help you with your rhyme flow and your beat box
The one Astro black, in the alley, with a hood rat
Doom nominated for the best rolled L's
Soon as he start sleepin', catchin' you off guard
And let some of the blues blood come out to show them
I spend my last dough, to pick up the sticky gold
Some rather baggies others like they cracks and browns
Wild guess? You could say he stay sedated
The beat conductor smoke twenty-four seven
Even your moms got cracked
Quas, when he really hit scar mode
Off spite to your surprise
So remember, M A R I J U, A J U A N A , Mariju, Juana, Marijuana
Creativity, it's a known fact that grass increases creativity
At the Stop'n'Go Mart, actin' like a spirit host done it
Comin' kinda stupid from the station
Doom, The Madvillain killin' mad boom
America's most blunted
The list top gold, bust before beef start
America's most blunted
America's most blunted, yeah, yo
Catch a tag, roll a bag of swag in a Black 'n' Mild
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If you'll all gather closer at the phonograph
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Drop X so you can have good sex, what, no
When you try to react, even your pops got smacked
Meanwhile, while my bowl got packed
America's most blunted
Amazing loops, loops, loops
America's most blunted
Turn a Newport Light to a joint right before your eyes
Or slit White Owl laced tip from tip with yip
Or take a whole carload on a wasted trip
In fact, everyone finds that they're more creative stoned, than straight
See twist Optimo, just the raw leaf part
Listening to music while stoned is a whole new world
Songwriters: Otis Jackson, Daniel Dumile Thompson
I spark the lah, but don't, fuck with speed or trees with seeds
Tear a page out the good book, hear it how you want it
Sometimes you might need to detox
Music bad weed
Where Quas at? Doom, you got the trees?
Yo, I can't find that nigga Metal Face nowhere, oh alright
Willie knows, how the Phillies roll, really though
And they wondered how he dealt with stress so well
Recent research show it's not so darn harmful, true
Comin' kinda stupid from the station
Consume weed and drink brew 'til we perfume the room
Like open the blues up
Publishers: MADLIB INVAZION MUSIC, NETTWERK ONE MUSIC LIMITED
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Never will he boost lose Phillies with the bar code
Shady, you can even ask my reverend
I smoke dank so I can grow me a shank
Amazing loops, loops, loops, I do the hustle
Then come out to show them
I got the fat sack all day I'm on it