[Intro: Madlib]
Come out to show them—
Like, open the bruise up and let some of the bruise blood come out to show them—
Come out to show them—
Come out to show them—
Come out to show them—
Come out to show them—
Come out to show them—
Come out to show them—
Music (Bad weed right there, infectious)
Listening to music while stoned is a whole new world (Tore up, man)
Most cannabis consumers report it second only to sex (Woo)
And grass will change your musical habits for the better
America's most blunted
Where the trees at?
Soon as he start sleepin', catchin' you off guard
If you'll all gather closer at the phonograph
Where Quas at?
Yo
Doom, you got the trees?
America's most blunted

[Verse 1: MF DOOM]
Quas, when he really hit scar mode
Never will he boost loose Phillies with the barcode
Or take a whole carload on a wasted trip
Or slit White Owl laced tip from tip with yip
Some rather baggies others like they cracks and browns
Catch a tag, roll a bag of swag in a Black & Mild
See twist Optimo, just the raw leaf part
The list top gold, bust before beef start
At the Stop-N-Go Mart, actin' like a spirit host done it
America's most blunted (Yeah, yo)
Doom nominated for the best rolled L's
And they wondered how he dealt with stress so well
Wild guess, you could say he stay sedated
Some say Buddha-ed, some say faded
Someday pray that he will grow a farm barn-full
Recent research show it's not so darn harmful (True)
Sometimes you might need to detox
It can help you with your rhyme flow and your beatbox
Off spite to your surprise
Turn a Newport Light to a joint right before your eyes
Tear a page out the good book, hear it how you want it
America's most blunted
[Interlude: Madlib]
Coming kind of stupid from the station
Blunted
Amazing loops
Blunted
The best in your perimeter
Yo, I can't find that n***a Metal Face nowhere
America's most blunted
Oh, alright

[Verse 2: Madlib]
Doom, the Madvillain killin', mad boom
Consume weed and drink brew 'til we perfume the room
The Beat Konducta smoke twenty-four seven
Shady, yo, you can even ask my reverend
Willie knows how the Phillies roll, really though
I spend my last dough if he got the sticky gold
I spark the lye, but don't fuck with speed or trees with seeds
Quasimoto crew, we get keyed
The most blunted on the map
The one Astro Black in the alley with a hoodrat
When you try to react
Even your pops got smacked
Even your moms got cracked
Meanwhile, while my bowl got packed
You drop X so you can have good sex (What? No)
I smoke dank so I can roll me a shank
I got the fat sack, shh, all day, I hunt it
Who are we? America's most blunted
[Outro]
Blunted
America's most blunted
One joint
Creativity
It's a known fact that grass increases creativity from eight to eleven times
In fact, everyone finds that they're more creative stoned than straight
So remember
M-A-R-I-J-U, A-J-U-A-N-A
Marijuana
Marijuana