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[redman] hahh hah yeah [redman] yeahhh [ll cool j] it butter [redman] I'm gonna bounce! [ll j] no doubt [redman] watch yo mouth!
[redman] aiyyo, one two three five six seven the hot [ll cool j] that sound like heaven six five four three two one My mon meth-tical and get some
[method Playin my position, hot one, for all the sick ones, confliction Posionous sickening, best believe itchin with two broke legs, now I'm trippin On mc's cliche, that ricochets trouble bust bubbles, hip to wicked ways Gotta love me, no one above me good but fuck ugly, tap your jaw From my punch, your son and you Got you in your last huggie, runnin who? punk, get a speed bump comin through A shot make your knees knock, respect wu
Aiyyo I put it on a nigga, it on a nigga Turnin christian to a certified The bomb I release, time up (explodes) While you got set up I was your ex hoe Shit I kept low, your metro Politic, keep the gobblin Shit I'm drivin in, come funk halogen your city, from the spliff committee Kick ass both timberlands turn shitty Gritty, smack the driver's head in the see When I approach rappers be notes I drop I shoulda invented the raincoat Absolut, I to burn to the roots I keep comin til pour sperm from your boots Vigilante to the penis Tell you fuck you my is anemic
I'm the illest nigga alive, watch me it I snatch crown witcha head still attatched to it is the type who'll fight for mics Beatin niggaz to death and beatin dead to life you look at me long enough, I start to read your thoughts If the signal was enough, and then I'll call your bluff Like, "yo, how many you got? " I think I'll go on For more milleniums than got on the car lot And nowhere to run ta, when I confront ya Nigga, I call your bluff like you had a number Who wanna see get wild, who wanna act fly and Get shot with a surface-to-air missile I em on in all shapes sizes and forms and spit on who ain't close enough to shit on Zero to sixty? I'm already a hundred When I'm blunted and I it to any nigga that want it
Stay out the dark, cause if I catch you the sun is down Run it clown, come up off that, or I'm gun it down When in doubt, however skull goes, gon' be that See that, that shit'll you dawg, believe that Where we at, do value your life, as much as your possesions? Don't be a stupid nigga, a lesson I'm gon' get you either way, and it's to live Let me get what's between your sock, cause it's, better to Than receive, what I say when I tell you make me put your somewhere where nobody'll smell you And when the lights is out, they don't come on This ain't a you ain't gon' come back on, you ain't that strong You knew it was wrong, but you asked for it You'se a nigga, ski mask for it baby So I can hit you up on front teeth, you I'm sweet? Want heat? one deep, leave him behind, seat
aiyyo, one [meth] two [red] three [meth] four [red] [meth] six [red] seven Blaze the hot [method] shine like [red] six [meth] five [red] four [meth] three [red] two one [redman] on mr. smith, come get some!
[ll j] young sons fantasize of borrowing flows Tell little shorty with the big mouth the is closed (yeah, word up) The symbol on my arm is off limits to You hold the rusty I swing the excalibur How dare you step up in my Your ass should be somewher cryin on detention Watch your mouth better yet hold tongue do this shit for free this time this one's for fun Blow you to pieces, leave you covered in one thesis ("ll cool j is hard") Every little boy pick up the mic And try to run with the big and live up to the real hype But that's pickin up a ball, playin with mike at ken griffey or challengin roy to a fight Snappin, you ameteur Don't you know I'm like the dream team overseas For rappers in my I'm a deadly disease Ringmaster, a tiger cub to his knees (uhh) In the history of rap they've never seen prominence Your naive confidence crushed by my dominance (word up) Now let's get to this mic on my arm If it left my side it'd transform into a time bomb You don't wanna that, you wanna idolize And you wanna make me mad nigga you wanna socalize And I'm every mc in the game To play yourself out position, and my name I make a rhyme for every in your name Go for every time your grimy ass was on the train your mouth don't ever step out of line Ll cool j nigga, greatest of all