Redman

A-hem.. hit me
This is goin down
What's goin down?
Yo yo yo Reggie Noble, drop that beat in, hah!
Yeah, uh-huh, uh-huh
Give it to me, give it to me
AHHHH!! Look out, it's the Funkadelic Funk for chumps
who don't be knowin my name, I tear the frame out ya punks
I make ya slide, make ya slip, make ya wanna backflip
I get biz with the skit, I DJ like Quik
The topnotch of the block, cause I carry a glock
Only hot rocks I'm hot, so give up the props
My style is HUMMIN CUMMIN ATCHA, duck or get backed up
Dispatcher: 'Red, get freaky to the rapture'
So come on light the buddha check your honey while I scoop her
The Soopafly, Jimmy fly Snooka rips the roof off
Then hook off on your crew, to the check of one to two
It's you! AHHHHHHHHHHH! Funky fresh in the flesh trail
Come on and get down and boogie oogie with the ruffneck
Hit women like Madonna all the way down to Smurfette
But first get your tables I roast your whole record label kids
Yo Red! (Whassup G?) Briiiiiidge!
Look out.. AHHHHH!
Can I tear the roof off this mother? It's the Funkdafied brother
Then I laugh, because I burn ya like _Backdraft_
So call the fire engine cause I'm flamin up your buildin
_One Life to Live_ so the funk is in _All My Children_
Cause I can get wicked like the witches from Eastwick
And freak the type of funk to make all y'all teeth grit
and crumble, my style is more flyer than ? Brundle ?
Fly from the fly part one to fly part two
PsychoBetaP-Funk, got styles hard as tree trunks
For real punk, you got a blunt, light it cause I need one
And get down with the irrelevant funk to make ya jump