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Rock
I ain't blackin' out yet, man. Yo fk with dat.
Just spark...just spark all the rest of them L's, son so we can all just BLACK
OUT!
BJ Swan
I get the best of the best T-H-C, C-O-U-N-T
whether from Jamaica or Hawaii, I stay comin up with that Jumanji
C'mon I thought you knew bout a brother like me
with a name like Swan...
Rock
You's a buddha junkie!
BJ Swan
chase the taste of the elegance flowin' in the bass
when we in the place, party people know they gotta wait
cause when Boot Camp in the place to be
our only mission is to make you Black O-U-T, C'mon
Rock
C'mon, Poster Poster on the wall, who get's the blackest of them all?
Mr. MALDU! smokin lah till I Black Out
sometimes it make a nigg* rhyme till I Black Out
now the'll be plenty ways to Black Out
one way is gettin mashed out, or bringin yo as* out the Bummy Jab house
and break yo mask out cause the smoke'll make you gag
spliff after spliff till you flat on yo ass
(chorus x 2)
I'm fallin'
I'm fallin'
I'm fallin'
Black Out's callin'
Starang
In the Double D, thinkin bout all the s**t that worry me
me and Ville Sluggah had the all black bubbly
North Face Goose, cuttin' loose sticks and seeds out the weed
remember that s**t?
Louieville Sluggah
True indeed...
Starang
Yo, when I wake up, I take a hit of the spliff
word up a lot of muth*fkas start they day like this
Louieville Sluggah
but they'll be no more smoke for me
pull up the Henny, so I can feel my bod drizzy
and max with my staff maintain and keep it nature
no chaser, straight up cause this s**t is major
gotta page goin' off in range
sayin' bring my fkin' whip back around the way
Starang
OK, now we out on the FDR
we both stoned out our minds, we probably won't get far
(chorus x 2)
I'm fallin'
I'm fallin'
I'm fallin'
Black Out's callin me
Supreme
As I choke from the smoke, throat hot like a kitchen
eyes heavy from the rezi when the room kept spinnin'
in an instant, I could of swore I saw the Reaper
THE REZI MONSTER, stuttered and uttered "nice to meet ya"
grabbed me in the sleeper, he said "smoke on this"
he said "nigg*, I got some s**t for yo rezi spliff"
that's when he pulled the hash out, I maxed out ready to pass out
living evidence the rezi spliff make yaaa...
Steele
a sin like entities on an astroplane
crack the Bible, hit the chalice to uplift my brain
no strain, meditation helps me to maintain
(singing)"me only smokin' sensi, me no sniff cocaine"
so do what you do to remain, till we return a-gain
back on to blackness from which we came
Illa Noyz
my day starts with a yawn in the early morn, what
off to the weed spot to ease tension off my knot
twist up the choc-o-lot, and the Fronto to make the brainz blo
that's alright, 24-7 that's how we flow, just lettin' you know
even in blackness we activists, act as if yo as* won't get dissed
get busy like drizzy, act like drazy leave you Swayze
even in my state of blackness, I'll attack the wackest
nigg* with fanatics or dramatics, you're done in
come with the s**t, I bring the havoc
(chorus x 4)
I'm fallin'
I'm fallin'
I'm fallin'
Black Out's callin me
BJ Swan
fkin with me dude, you gon' BLACK OUT
fkin' wit' me, you gon' BLACK OUT
come around my way, you gon' BLACK OUT
out in LA they BLACK OUT
out in M-I-A they BLACK OUT
out in VA they BLACK OUT
Washington, D.C. they BLACK OUT
all over, they BLACK OUT
ROCK
Cocoa B's will make ya...BLACK OUT
Tawl Sean will make ya...BLACK OUT
Ben Grimm will make ya...BLACK OUT
Everybody will make ya...BLACK OUT
The Boot Camp will make ya...BLACK OUT
Oh yeah baby...BLACK OUT
everybody gonna Black the fk out
Yo, get yo fat humfy, steamy mound of turds off my muth*fkin' couch
Black the fk out, man
Supreme
get yo fat, stink, chubby as* the fk up and stop...
Rock
Yo, blow his nostrils up, son. Hold Up Hold Up
Black Out victim coughing hard
Supreme
look at the smoke all in his hair and s**t...
Swan
look at the nigg*, he about to DIE! look at that nigg* Mark Brown, fatso nigg*'s
blacked out
Rock
that's what happen when you Black Out, you wake up with your nostrils on fire
and s**t...BLACK OUT
black the fk out, man
BLACK OUT BLACK OUT BLACK OUT BLACK OUT BLACK OUT BLACK OUT BLACK OUT BLACK OUT
BLACK OUT BLACK OUT BLACK OUT BLACK OUT...
all the P.J. and all the wannabe killas...Black Out...