And I say, right about now you are rockin' the best Can I get a Thank you What you're about to is a walk on the funkadelic side Who better than the funkadelic devil himself
To all knotty niggaz, bob to this Come with Def Squad on the darkside Coming to you live and direct without adieu I bring to you Redman one time This is Jeff Stewart and you how I do it goddayum
So that funky nigga that's known to kick the fat shit? The mirror said, "You are, you bastard" Done by the dogcatcher,
It's the dogfetcher, I betcha, ahh, with the Get you up from the weed it'll bust your brain The top of hip-hop and I'm on the charts I'm catchin' when I rock the micraphone from the heart
My style's foul, so look into the eyes of As you can see, I drop bars from here to Mars rollin' down the highway wit my forty between my lap bitch Crossin' DTW, coming my lap
And boy, my are stacks, I love to do it from the back My style swarms over ghettoes like Blow in any hood and puff a with any nigga As long as we both got, it don't matter who's gun
But I bet you you can't do 'cause the multiplatinums Can't save your ass on the block and fucked if it ain't pop The funk is blowin' wattage out fuckin' trunks Like peak Puma, I known to give a lots of lumps
Props I got, coming your block nine cocked My socks, even got three-eighty-nine Don't press it, I hang 'em like niggaz do in Texas You have no heart you chestless 'Cuz your heart's on my
I give props to real like KRS-One G Rap, Buckshot, Busta me and I'm from The East coast, where a nigga like you get fat? And since you came out gassed, well, I'm your gas cap
The creature, from the deeper, ultimate funk Represent New Jersey, keep eyes up on the bleacher A menace like Dennis, I got game Ennis I can French-kiss my lyrics, then I run with sentence
Lord have mercy, it's too much funk to with dope shit after dope shit, we're atrocious That's from the lungs, that rings from here to kingdom And I don't have to be a Special Ed to get