A Million and 1 Buddah Spots
Redman Lyrics

Still walkin down the streets with my hand on my black tec
I'm walking down the streets with my gun in my hand

My brain is high like Newark New Jersey do car thefts
I'm high as a kite

I'm high when I sag my 2 Black Guys
I feel even higher when I wear my pants low

I would be brief but my Karl Kani's didn't dry
I would keep it short, but my pants are wet

I smoke the blunt for all you underground chumps
I'm smoking weed for all the people who love underground rap

My smoke bangs like it's freshly picked from the swamps
My weed smoke is strong and fresh

So nigga how you roll a blunt? Aiyyo how you roll a blunt
Do you know how to roll a blunt?

Flip the script on some other shit like how you roll a cunt
Let's talk about something else, like how you treat women

Now, I smoke the Maui, wow-wee
Now, I'm smoking high-quality weed called Maui Wowwee

Then I'll be back for me, I'm Sure, like Al B.
I'll come back to smoke more weed later, just like Al B. Sure sings 'I'm Sure'

Go Uptown, smoke quarter-pounds at the Dungeon
I go uptown and smoke a lot of weed at the Dungeon

Keith Murray meets me at the spot with the Bom-Ba
Keith Murray brings me some more weed

Go back to Jerz and smoke with Diezel Don
I go back to Jersey and smoke weed with Diezel Don

Huh, pick up a bag from my block, two-oh's the number
I buy weed from my neighborhood, and it costs $20

Who can get swift with the microphone mist
Who can rap really well?

Plus I'm crisp like CD's on LP's in 3D
I'm a great rapper

My funk respect it, cosmic injected
Everyone loves my music, and it's out of this world

That cause me to Set It Off just like that club record
My music is so good that it gets people dancing

Hit it from the back, stay strapped like two packs of lubricants
When having sex, I make sure to use protection

It's gonna hurt, no it's not a gat experience
Having unprotected sex is painful, but not as painful as getting shot

The funk dweller, creeps through your cellar
I'm like a funky ghost, creeping through your house

And if your moms don't know your ass better tell her, like this y'all
If your mother doesn't know what you're up to, you need to tell her

There's a million and one blunt spots all over the world
There are many places to buy weed in the world

That got good herb for all you boys and girls
All the places that sell weed have good quality stuff

Which one do you go to? *many shouts*
Which place do you go to buy weed? [crowd responds]

I'm packin buddha by the pounds and pull my Phillies from knapsacks
I carry a lot of weed with me, and I roll my cigars from my backpack

Hey yo I didn't know your nickel bags come that fat
I didn't know your small bags of weed could be so big

Yo check it, my lyrics strip the track butt-naked
My lyrics are so powerful that they strip the music down to the basics

Catch the Local to the A to the buddha to my vocals
Take the subway to get to my place to smoke weed and listen to my music

And I, set the world on fire
My music and weed get people very excited

Get a billion people higher, from just one blunt in my cypher
I can get a lot of people high with just one joint when we're together

You swore to God you was mixed in bom-ba-zee
You said you were mixed race, but you're not

The rhymer Bombs Squads and MC's like Hank Shocklee
I'm a great rapper, and I'm like Hank Shocklee from the Bomb Squad

I spend a knot at all the buddha spots
I spend a lot of money on weed at all the different spots

From fifteen to fifty-fifth I ran all through the blocks
I traveled through all the blocks to find weed

I set it off jock, I light a blunt for my nigga D
I light a joint for my friend D

That's doin three pack, now where I get the hash at
He's smoking a lot of joints now; I need to find more hash

You can't fuck with my funk cause my funk is kinda abstract
No one can match my unique and creative music style

Past that, I'm rough like McGruff on dust
I'm a tough rapper, like McGruff the Crime Dog on drugs

There's a million and one blunt spots in America
There are many places to buy weed in America

Now just throw your blunts up in the motherfuckin air
Hold your joints high in the air

Smoked out with niggaz from North Newark to Montclair
I'm smoking weed with my friends from all over the area

I rip the nouns from antonyms to synonyms
I can use any kind of words in my rhymes

'Cause I got soul like James Brown and rock M&M
I have the soul of James Brown and the rock of Eminem

One of the America's Most Blunted
One of the most stoned people in America

Smoked out with MC Eiht and Compton Most Wanted
I'm smoking weed with famous rappers MC Eiht and Compton Most Wanted

Ninety degrees, smoke with L.O.D. on the Island
It's hot outside; I'm smoking weed with L.O.D. on the Island

Then back to Stat, to smoke more packs with the Shaolin
I go back to my neighborhood to smoke more joints with my friends from Shaolin (Staten Island)

I showed the women how to roll a blunt stronger
I taught the girls how to roll a joint better

But it didn't work, because their nails got longer
It didn't work because their long nails got in the way

But the weed is good for when you're mackin
Weed is great when you're flirting with someone

And girls can front it off like they don't know shit that happened
Girls can pretend they don't remember what happened

I know what happened, I told her, BACK, NICK that motherfucker
I remember what happened; I told her to back away from a bad situation

So check!
So listen up!

My stamina, your ass couldn't snap with cameras
I have a lot of energy, and you couldn't keep up with me even if you had a camera

Leave you on your back like Godzill did Gamera
I'll leave you lying on your back like Godzilla did to Gamera

Props on blocks smokin the choc and what-nots
I get respect in the neighborhood for smoking good weed

I might catch a nickel bag sale from bus stops
I might buy a cheap bag of weed from someone selling it on the street