It was the beginning of the summer 4 years ago 
it was a holiday and I had to let the whole world know 
that I was alone for at least 2 weeks 
my folks were off to spain 
and you know what that means 
the house is mine time for a party yall 
with the ganja the booze and the cyphers and all 
People all around the house(under affluance of incohol)
The beats was bangin and every one was havin a ball 
on a night like that eyo I know what you think 
you get so [bad word] so up you end up [bad word] in the kitchen sink
and you fall a sleep in the bathtub 
cause you don't remember where your bedroom is 
drank yaself to [bad word] fried them braincells 
 [bad word]  we was on sum stupid [bad word] 
it was night to remember but we probably won’t
cause we was too [bad word] and stoned from the wisky n bluntsmoke 
yo we was down for whatever yo yo uh we was down for whatever

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so let me get my story on dont question what this isits the mista blabber blabber on the storytelling tipwith stories to turn the party inside out like my spliff yo yo
here goes my rap kid analyze a hit 
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so next day in the afternoon I geuss around 3 
we was sittin in the sun drinkin mushroom thea 
and eventhough it was nasty I drank it up like [bad word] it 
10 minutes after that I started to feel butterflies in my stomach
then everthing started lookin funny and gettin trippy 
I even lost track of time in a rhyme that I was spittin [bad word] I’m trippin 
feel like I gotta make moves so we got our [bad word] together 
and started walkin to the woods 
and as we got on the spot and roled the buddah up 
I felt like I was in weed paradize or what not sum crazy [bad word] and after that I dont even remember the half of it it went on for 2 hours slowly going out of the trip 
one [bad word] of a high it was just ridiculous 
there is no way to explain how I felt shroom trippin it you can’t get with it or even start [bad word] 
I started spittin and then my own rhymes told me to follow them
so they took me on a journey too a cypher that never seemed to stop 
and endless circulation of fat rhymes and blunts 
only [bad word] emcee’s where allowed on our spot 
but then all of a sudden somebody woke me up 
Ell:(eyo blabber pass on the spliff yo you hoggin that [bad word] ) 
I was like did a hour pass or just ten minutes?!
well anyway I had a awsome time and I will never forget it 
so I have to kick this story eyo I’m reminiscing 
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so let me get my story on don't question what this isits the mista blabber blabber on the storytelling tipwith stories to turn the party inside out like my spliff yo yo
here goes my rap kid analyze a hit 

bridge

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So another story I tell ya I must be the dumbest 
cause one night I went drinking on a empty stomach
mixin hard liquor with forties we was at again and 3 tequila shots later the room started to spinMy vision got blurry cause I smoked to much spliffs another hour later I was puking all over myselfI couldn't even walk straight I was [bad word] up no doubt So my homies had to take me all the way to mad’s housewhere I passed out on the couch fast a sleep couldn't even wake up if you dropped a bomb next to meto the day after I awoke around 2 still in a buzzit took a while to realize where the [bad word] I was 
(aah man I got a headache what the [bad word] is going on?) but as I reached for my pockets I felt something was wrongit turned out I lost my phone my ganja and my walletI hope I still got my keys cause if I don't I got a problem

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here we go once again now ya know what this is its the mista blabbers blabber on the storytellin tip 
with stories to turn the party inside out like my spliff yo yo 
here goes my rap kid analyze a hit
mista propo wreckin the session its that funky [bad word] with the mista blabber kickin it on the storytellin tip 
I got stories to turn the party inside out like my sp