Crazy Blunted Style by SC Static Lyrics
[Intro]
Shit
Uh, let it rock like
Uh (Uh)
Yeah (Yeah)
And ya don't stop (Yo, yo)
It goes
[Hook]
Here comes the Crazy Blunted Style, take a hit of this
Here comes the dutch, take a puff
I said here comes the Crazy Blunted Style, take a hit of this
Here comes the dutch, take a puff
[Verse 1]
Yeah
Ayo it’s SC Stat, the civil Rick James
I’ma rip this till y'all remember the kid’s name
My mic toy’s a handgun, when I click, BANG!
A white boy who can’t jump, but I spit flames
It’s like this, deliver the rhyme with damn swag
The minute I hear the baseline, my pants sag
With a smirk for dumb jerks, sit 'em to the turf
I’ma curse, kick up dirt, hit' em where it hurts
With a verse through mad words to come and defeat you
They call me old school 'cause I got something to teach you
Something to freak to, staying true to the culture
Move the crowd and rock the party like I’m supposed to
John Travolta, style a rapper with mad groove
That smooth, Static’s on the travel like bad news
So roll it up in a chocolate blunt
I thought I told y'all before, You Can’t Stop Tha Funk!
[Chorus]
'Cause I’m the one who’s got blunts and the paper
You’re the one who’s got skunk in your vapor
I’m the one who’s got drums for the neighbors
Thump the bass and mix the funk with the flavor
I’m the one who’s got blunts and the paper
You’re the one who’s got skunk in your vapor
I just came to kick a groove and have a fun time
That’s just how we gotta do it in the ’19
[Verse 2]
Like what you gon’ puff? Philly or the blunt?
I bump through the grittiest city silly with a strut
Really I got nothing to offer but rockin’ a stage show
Ain’t got no change bro, but I came with an 8th though
I chain smoke dro, never needed a wax pen
The same funk flow from the cheeba reaction
So get lost bro, why you checkin’ your stop watch?
You can’t handle the smoke then get the heck out the hot box
I’m getting blazed to the roar of that fat bass
If I’m late, I’ll be there a quarter passed, half baked
Bop through boroughs, just to rock the world
Ain’t got no girl, but I’ve got plenty pot to twirl
This is strictly blunt rap, I ain’t doing no drug rap
I’m just the one responsible for bringing that funk back
So give me love as I rhyme with a passion
Line for line whenever it’s time for some action
[Chorus]
'Cause I’m the one who’s got blunts and the paper
You’re the one who’s got skunk in your vapor
I’m the one who’s got drums for the neighbors
Thump the bass and mix the funk with the flavor
I’m the one who’s got blunts and the paper
You’re the one who’s got skunk in your vapor
I just came to kick a groove and have a fun time
That’s just how we gotta do it for the ’19
[Verse 3]
Took the piff from my skunk and filled in my blunt
From the tip of my tongue, I lit to my lungs
Kicks and live drums, I spit for the slums
'Cause I did what I’ve done, I live for the funk
I’m just too fly, son, to side with a chump
So I hit the La once and ride on a punk
I rhyme ruff, you hear the baseline from the trunk
High from the blunt, I’ll bump and die for the funk
Like once again back is the incredible
THC on the streets has gone medical
Let the piff stink, I’m never gonna drink
My shrink ended up paying me to tell her what I think
Unlock the code open when I spit ,flame throwin’
Then rock the show, flowin’ till my pit stains showin’
So breathe, inhale, and prepare to get stoned
Then throw your hands in the air, whether you care or you don’t
Come on
[Chorus]
'Cause I’m the one who’s got blunts and the paper
You’re the one who’s got skunk in your vapor
I’m the one who’s got drums for the neighbors
Thump the bass and mix the funk with the flavor
I’m the one who’s got blunts and the paper
You’re the one who’s got skunk in your vapor
I just came to kick a groove and have a fun time
That’s just how we gotta do it for the ’19
Shit
Uh, let it rock like
Uh (Uh)
Yeah (Yeah)
And ya don't stop (Yo, yo)
It goes
[Hook]
Here comes the Crazy Blunted Style, take a hit of this
Here comes the dutch, take a puff
I said here comes the Crazy Blunted Style, take a hit of this
Here comes the dutch, take a puff
[Verse 1]
Yeah
Ayo it’s SC Stat, the civil Rick James
I’ma rip this till y'all remember the kid’s name
My mic toy’s a handgun, when I click, BANG!
A white boy who can’t jump, but I spit flames
It’s like this, deliver the rhyme with damn swag
The minute I hear the baseline, my pants sag
With a smirk for dumb jerks, sit 'em to the turf
I’ma curse, kick up dirt, hit' em where it hurts
With a verse through mad words to come and defeat you
They call me old school 'cause I got something to teach you
Something to freak to, staying true to the culture
Move the crowd and rock the party like I’m supposed to
John Travolta, style a rapper with mad groove
That smooth, Static’s on the travel like bad news
So roll it up in a chocolate blunt
I thought I told y'all before, You Can’t Stop Tha Funk!
[Chorus]
'Cause I’m the one who’s got blunts and the paper
You’re the one who’s got skunk in your vapor
I’m the one who’s got drums for the neighbors
Thump the bass and mix the funk with the flavor
I’m the one who’s got blunts and the paper
You’re the one who’s got skunk in your vapor
I just came to kick a groove and have a fun time
That’s just how we gotta do it in the ’19
[Verse 2]
Like what you gon’ puff? Philly or the blunt?
I bump through the grittiest city silly with a strut
Really I got nothing to offer but rockin’ a stage show
Ain’t got no change bro, but I came with an 8th though
I chain smoke dro, never needed a wax pen
The same funk flow from the cheeba reaction
So get lost bro, why you checkin’ your stop watch?
You can’t handle the smoke then get the heck out the hot box
I’m getting blazed to the roar of that fat bass
If I’m late, I’ll be there a quarter passed, half baked
Bop through boroughs, just to rock the world
Ain’t got no girl, but I’ve got plenty pot to twirl
This is strictly blunt rap, I ain’t doing no drug rap
I’m just the one responsible for bringing that funk back
So give me love as I rhyme with a passion
Line for line whenever it’s time for some action
[Chorus]
'Cause I’m the one who’s got blunts and the paper
You’re the one who’s got skunk in your vapor
I’m the one who’s got drums for the neighbors
Thump the bass and mix the funk with the flavor
I’m the one who’s got blunts and the paper
You’re the one who’s got skunk in your vapor
I just came to kick a groove and have a fun time
That’s just how we gotta do it for the ’19
[Verse 3]
Took the piff from my skunk and filled in my blunt
From the tip of my tongue, I lit to my lungs
Kicks and live drums, I spit for the slums
'Cause I did what I’ve done, I live for the funk
I’m just too fly, son, to side with a chump
So I hit the La once and ride on a punk
I rhyme ruff, you hear the baseline from the trunk
High from the blunt, I’ll bump and die for the funk
Like once again back is the incredible
THC on the streets has gone medical
Let the piff stink, I’m never gonna drink
My shrink ended up paying me to tell her what I think
Unlock the code open when I spit ,flame throwin’
Then rock the show, flowin’ till my pit stains showin’
So breathe, inhale, and prepare to get stoned
Then throw your hands in the air, whether you care or you don’t
Come on
[Chorus]
'Cause I’m the one who’s got blunts and the paper
You’re the one who’s got skunk in your vapor
I’m the one who’s got drums for the neighbors
Thump the bass and mix the funk with the flavor
I’m the one who’s got blunts and the paper
You’re the one who’s got skunk in your vapor
I just came to kick a groove and have a fun time
That’s just how we gotta do it for the ’19