Stunts, Blunts, & Hip Hop Lyrics - Stunts, Blunts & Hip-hop - Diamond And The Psychotic Neurotics

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Stunts are a man's best friend 

Ask any man, he'll say with a grin 

Young or old or boys or men 

Forty ounce or a glass of gin 

Sitting in a club carrying a pen 

Fronting with a girl every now and then 

Scheming on a way to hit the skins 

Stunts are a man's best friend 

In the subway or riding in a Benz 

Whether four eyes or contact lens 

Sipping Moet or drinking Heineken 

Some like dark, some like light-skinned 

Some have one, and some have ten 

Some still are and some have been 

I'll play the rooster, you play the hen 

Stunts are a man's best friend 

Gotta put the herb in the blunt 

You can use Bambú, if that's what you want 

Only 50 cents, don't try to front 

Hawaiian buds, yeah that's what I want 

Doctors say your growth will stunt 

If you smoke, but some say it's junk 

Whether you're a trooper or some young punk 

You gotta put the herb in the blunt 

With the homeboy or chillin' with a stunt 

Puffing on buddha, cess, or skunk 

Gives a kick like a football punt 

So much money has been spunt 

Much much more than Donald Trump's 

I hope my boom spot doesn't get bumped 

As I listen to Thelonious Monk 

I gotta put the herb in the blunt 

The hip-hop legacy will always last 

To know your future is to know your past 

Thanks Kool Herc, Grandmaster Flash 

Afrika Bam, whose jams were a blast 

Cold Crush Four, nobody could pass 

Grand Wizard Theodore, whose hands were fast 

Fantastic 5, who left with the cash 

Busy Bee, who crushed up the hash 

The Treacherous Three, no one surpassed 

Jeckyll and Hyde, whose life was fast 

The Fearless Four, they made a splash 

Force MCs, made the party last 

The Jazzy Five, yeah they had a smash 

The Funky 4, at a neighborhood bash 

Yo back then it wasn't done for the cash 

I hope the legacy continues to last, yo I'm out