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Man
Uh, get ya on

voice
WWKYA, WE'RE KICKIN ASS!

Mally
My is worth ten titles
I shit on Bibles, if you don't like me I don't like you
I to load the rifle, hit the roof and snipe you
The shit I spit damaging vitals
Nobody through like my squad do
Got all y'all suicidal
Actin niggas, two
You the news, I'ma break it to ya
We're to headline the bill and
Featuring Funk Doc, and the villain
A mic for hire, ten grand a killin
Yo Funk Doc, pass the glock, bitch nigga grillin
I make moves wit my big dog
Staten to the Bricks for mo' chips and mo' pounds
Y'all who really lockin this shit down
When we it, don't we all stand out?
hazardarious, clear out
Get ya ass out I tear it out
And show you what I'm talkin

Chorus: Redman, Man (Young Zee)
Yo get ya up and get ya high, ha!
Get ya stoned and get ya
dat shit (like or not, niggas sleepin wit the fifth)
Dat's dat shit (like or not, fightin over dick)
we get ya up and get ya high (yeah)
Get ya and get ya wide
Dat's dat shit (like or not, niggas wit the fifth)
Dat's dat shit (like or not, bitches over dick)

I'm high-powered, the dog weiler
Chocolate thai showers got Doc cookin minute rice for hours
You wet cowards, I'm live
Ya bitch ass probably wash ya wit Palmolive
Yo holler, I got the plan printed
it and it goes like summer jam tickets
Fam can't dig it, pop the wea-sel
You be hidin under your peacoat wit
I cops, roll blocks, no props
Fo' pops, Hennesy back and we both
how we go out, are you the thug type?
To ride down like from a Bug Life?
Watch the movie, haters to eye screw D
Your beef in small court, Judge Judy
you and I meet up, the fight heat up
Bloody up ya wife beater light weed up

Man
I melt wax, Cuban Link react
Breezin through these wit the highest of velocity
me like Monopoly
Pay me you trespass on my property
I'm Dick Dastardly, no use in cop me
Sloppily, your woman on the stop-watch me
Possibly I rock well, somebody watchin me
Livin in the street life, my eyes seen
a kid properly
When I it movin that means there ain't no stoppin me
Constant motivation, the god bury kings
Proper education, sees everything
How High, another form of elevation
That's why I choose to build the basement
Twelve-thirty-one-ninety-nine, are wastin
these Hot Dog MC's next to Nathan
Allah Math, break the phonograph in
Promoters on some bullshit, short wit Johhny
(Dat's dat shit) They got rattin on the click
(Dat's dat shit) They got bitches over dick
WHERE THE LOVE AT, you're young, broke and black
It's over there, in the ashtray, who got a

Zee
Yeah yeah yeah, Young Zee got bitches fightin dick

Get ya up and get ya
Funk Doc got fightin over dick

Man
Yeah yeah yeah, Meth-Tical got bitches fightin over dick

(Young Zee)
Get ya up and get ya high (All y'all stupid bitches keep over dick)
Get ya stoned and get ya
Get ya up and get ya (HIIIIIGH!)
Get ya stoned and get ya wide (Yeah yeah)
Get ya stoned and get ya high (Fightin dick)
Get ya and get ya high ha
Get ya up and get ya ha (Fightin over dick)
Get ya stoned and get ya ha