Blunt Time

Dead(Blunt time-pull out your philly)

Ha ha, mighty aftermath(Sip a glass of 'gnac, reload your nine milli)

Whose soul ever contest, dead

In me ear

Dre, you hear me now?

Dead(Blunt time-pull out your philly)(Sip a glass of 'gnac, reload your nine milli)

Thought they were moving in and now they wanna cut us wrong

Room for moving in but that was only mine

They will shake the hand, never really seen and only heard

They will shake the hand, he is only to heard l-oo-oo-ng

Knick-knack, paddy wack, give a dog a bone

Long Beach

City, I wreck is my zone

I be the solo rollo which means

I rule alone

You droop first blood,mother thought you was the lone

Fool, now break for ya two

It's called the ol'

Rambo, catch ambush

I wish you wouldn't moosh like ya wanna come push

I'll dump ya and leave ya stankin' in the forest, you

GumpLong Beach

City, firmly represented

Narrator X is representor

Lyrical the kick make me ya mentor

Freeze MCs, don't ent-or

I'll take like

Anne Arden's new chips in wint-or

Or since I'm

Sun, I'll melt the metaphor

The meatphors are meltin' ,style is beltin'

I heard a dog yelpin' but no helpin'

Blunt time-pull out your philly

Sip a glass of 'gnac,reload your nine milli

Dancin', puffin', sippin' or set trippin'

Dimes keep on flippin', flippin'

Blunt time-pull out your philly

Sip a glass of 'gnac,reload your nine milli

Dancin', puffin', sippin' or set trippin'

Dimes keep on flippin', flippin'

Dre's bad beats they rat-rat-rat-rat

X flex lyric they can't come back

Fact, el-elevant, elegant and eloquent, no ****

I boots hits, throw tantrums like

Ella FitzNah, the member

X but you'll remember

X indeedyNow remember don't contest the[Unverified]

Got you in spot like

Lindscrafter but you try to diss

I burn you like

Backdrafter

After that you'll get nothing from me but laughter

Similar to this, ha, what's the repertoire-kick deadly with lyrics

Shot your punk ass like

ELEC now it's

Mighty aftermath

Once again, can't hold us back

Refuse, refuse(Dead)

You lose(Dead)

DEAD(Indeed)

Attempts will be futile, it's way to brutal

Hear me now,

Narrator-to-the-

X, tellin' anyone who contest

The mighty aftermath posse(Who? Who?)

Dead(Murder)

Exclamation point(I)(Blunt time)

Ha(Blunt time)

Mighty aftermath to the 9-7(Sip a glass of 'gnac my friend, dont'cah friend)(Rowl, I don't wanna fight no more, no no,ooh)(Blunt time, blunt time, blunt, blunt, yep)