Intro:

(laughing) Yeah, coming to you like, yeah, you know another one of those,

flavorishis, mackadoshis, sour cream and onion type flavor.



Redman:

I rule the world like Kurtis Blow with my afro blown

I'm torn out the frame, drunk style stagger like Ned the Wino

For black albino, I'm like suicide on vinyle

The type of antidope shit you have to keep away from my nose

And I'm the, bombest rhymer, check my steez

My vocals are like vaginas, wet an MC's when they open

My identities, blows facilities to ememies please test these abilities

I'm rugged, I pack a 24 studded, karrot automatic, 45 nigga slugger

So ring thee alarm, when your TV is on, I react freakin' to songs

When bitches see me perform, bitches say I strickly brake vertibraes

Bones back, chinky eyed like Japs I blow states off the map

Just by eye contact



Hook:

Don't get it twisted and if you do, you best to move on move on