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Redman

Man he must of bumped his motherfucking head or something

Yo

Yo M.C.'s out there, you betta stand clear

Its Funk Doc M.E.F., on the world premiere

From New Jers straight talk, america's best

Co' Island Stantond Island is where I'm at

Y'all amateurs act like hoes affendin us

We're special eders go on tours on banana bus

D. O. same m.o., drive through bricks

Chicken shotty, that ass make me lie to my bitch

Word to god doc throw more lines then fishin rod

No stars, we're supergod non recouperb-alls (yo)

Buttons is pressed to remove the press

Press a bullshit, my index press a full clip (YO)

Set up cones when I'm firing chrom

I hittin ladies to old men in retirement homes

Dail 9-1-1 runnin gun in the street dungeon

Earth, moon and stars checkin out what the sun done

Suspects change clothes

Before I leave the heat, I put two in rain grove for my range rove

Hot to death, cops is vex

I push a buck 60 if they try to block the lex

Drive by on the baja

Snatch the cartier watch I

Boucnce laughing off like clue "HAHA"

Doc is like poppy, supplying you grand

So breaka breaka while I turn it to the Shoalin Man

Method Man

Foreva underground

Nigga duck the mic when we come around

Control hammer like the mighty dog

Bringin thunda down

Now you're in store for predator

Like refugees I come to settle score

Half-baked medifore, that taste even better raw

Hardcore holy war

Hits from the resevoir, southpaw saboteur

Land sharks get they chin checked when I jabba jaw

Time to walk my labrodor

Livin out my dreams, at the same time shatter yours

Code red fill 'em full of lead

Greatful dead live from Hemstead

Tiger Kunk Fu know the ledge

Check the full fledged knucklehead

Clam bread, livin on the edge used to be the best

Jack Frost sniffin at your nose, get your Suddafed

Rap Cheech and Chong, me and Red official budda head

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