And I say, right about now you are with the best Can I get a hit? you you're about to experience is a walk on the funkadelic side Who better than the funkadelic devil himself
To all knotty head niggaz, bob to Come with Def Squad on the darkside Coming to you live and direct further adieu I to you Redman one more time This is Jeff Stewart and you how I do it goddayum
So who's that funky nigga known to kick the fat shit? The mirror said, "You are, you bastard" by the dogcatcher, dogcatcher
It's the dogfetcher, I betcha, ahh, the slang Get you coughed up from the weed it'll your brain The top of hip-hop and I'm on the charts I'm catchin' applause when I rock the micraphone from the
My style's foul, so look into the eyes of As you can see, I drop funk bars here to Mars Still rollin' down the highway wit my between my lap bitch DTW, coming into my lap
And boy, my are stacks, I love to do it from the back My swarms over ghettoes like crack Blow in any hood and puff a with any nigga As long as we both got, it matter who's gun bigger
But I bet you you can't do that 'cause the Can't save your ass on the block and you're fucked if it pop The funk is wattage out your fuckin' trunks Like peak Puma, I known to a whole lots of lumps
Props I got, coming through your block cocked My socks, got three-eighty-nine shots Don't press it, I hang 'em like them niggaz do in You have no heart you chestless 'Cuz your heart's on my
I give to real MC's like KRS-One Kool G Rap, Buckshot, me and I'm from The East coast, where a nigga like you get fat? And since you out gassed, well, I'm closin' your gas cap
The creature, from the deeper, funk freaker Represent New Jersey, your eyes up on the bleacher A menace like Dennis, I got game Ennis I can my lyrics, then I run trains with sentence
Lord have mercy, it's too much funk to with Droppin' dope shit after dope shit, we're That's the lungs, that rings from here to kingdom come And I have to be a Special Ed to get dumb