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Artifact

Genres: Metal

Lower Da Boom Lyrics - Artifact

Hey man, try some of this 

It's absolutely dynamic 

Oh yea, shit 

 

A lot of cats put down grass man 

Like uh, uhh, because they say things about it 

Like it makes you, lose your memory and all that 

Well I just wanna say that uhh, uhh 

I forget where I was man 

Ohh, okay cut, Freddy, Freddy stop 

Boom Skwad in the house 

 

I lower da boom when I do the cypher dance 

With naps and saggy pants as I romance the plants 

I take puffs on stuff, rough enough to give a buzz 

To my 'cuz even though he don't touch the stuff 

See this blunt in my front, some say might stink 

But yo the skunk helps me think 

 

I'm a boom smoker joker with the knack because I'm gifted 

Some say misfit, but fuck it let's get lifted 

I get a box of 50, get nifty with a spliff G 

And tick tackle new jacks who tried to diss me 

 

I walk through the rain for dimes at the sess spot 

Not hot with cops, 'cause I'd hate to get popped 

I'm a terror to a trey bag, son, you'll soon see 

But I gots to get higher, lower the boom G 

 

Lower da boom, you got to lower da boom 

Where the brothers puff the ism and the smoke clouds the room 

Spark that blunt, represent don't front 

We got what you want, it's the indo funk 

 

Ahh, I just catch the fumes so I consume 

Bend the room, with the duplicate tune 

Spark another L for the cypher 

Sit back and light the five inch adventure that's alright 

 

Lower the boom for the sess bags thicker 

One's a flight to Phillie, while the other one's the liquor 

Off to the weed spot, the bag's better be fat 

Or else you catch the speed knot and Holmes, you don't need that 

 

Spark the indo or the L, sniff the weed 

But I never get splits mista 'cause Tame's been hip ta 

The baby of the blunts, so I'm down to catch the contact 

Here's the rap chat, it's a fact that I react 

 

Smooth from the boom consumed a zoom, zoom a zoomin' 

MC El, the leaner cleaner thoughts dials tune-in 

Into the matter roll the blunt, bunt batter 

Pass the shit quick, don't flip with the chit chatter 

 

I never puckered once, my lungs got jammed 

My man said it wouldn't kill, but I choke, goddamn 

The sess starts to cloud the room 

The Artifacts, commences ta, lower the boom 

 

Lower da boom, you got to lower da boom 

Where the brothers puff the ism and the smoke clouds the room 

Spark that blunt, represent don't front 

We got what you want, it's the indo funk 

 

Ohh, I hope I live to see the day they make it legal 

So all the people can see what I'm smokin' ain't evil 

Stop callin' me a pusher 'cause I take pulls and take tokes 

Cut snakes, cut breaks and I hate fake folks 

 

So pass the cheeba, senorita 'cause I need a 

Fat fuckin' Phillie just before I funk a freaker 

Creatin' from the milk crate with hooks and riffs 

I can lift 'em and shift 'em makin' jams like this 

 

With the blunt in my left hand and the Phillie in my pocket 

MC El, at my right, with the mic so I can rock it 

Sess makes my eyes red, but shades only cost three bills 

In Hooter ville, so I'm chill 

 

See the bigger the blunt, is how I feel about my indo 

Because my moms would never throw my shit out the window 

I puff herb 'til noon, chill and watch cartoons 

Yes once again, I lowered the boom 

 

Are you weeded? Nope see, I'm doper for the session 

Catchin' wreck, check the tec 'cause I'm sober for the sketch 

If I'm caught smokin' blunts, I catch a bad one from my clan, see 

I'm higher than a Messiah so you know I'm handy dandy 

 

Legalize it Holmes 'cause the zone's gettin' bigger 

From the whites to the Ricans 'cause they learned it from the niggaz 

So who's the first to kick it real for the cypher? 

Eight Phillies so you know you gots to pass the other lighter 

 

Pass the incense gents, it smells out in the hall 

My groupies think I'm stunnin' 'cause I'm six feet tall 

No need for the sheepa cheeba cleaner than Beaver Cleaver 

Though I'm down to pitch, with my skit like Tom Seaver 

 

Either or my jaw speak of true features 

I must be, the freaker of this doper class teacher 

So pass the Visine, so you can keep your eyes clean 

Look to Looney Tunes, we lowered the boom 

 

Lower da boom, you got to lower da boom 

Where the brothers puff the ism and the smoke clouds the room 

Spark that blunt, represent don't front 

We got what you want, it's the indo funk 

 

Lower da boom, you got to lower da boom 

Where the brothers puff the ism and the smoke clouds the room 

Spark that blunt, represent don't front 

We got what you want, it's the indo funk 

 

Lower da boom, spark that blunt 

Lower da boom, ya got to lower da boom 

Spark that blunt, represent don't front 

 

I just wanna say that, ahh 

A lot of you cats, that don't think 

Marijuana should be legalized 

Well, you're all fucked, cut 

Lower da boom 

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