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Man
Uh, get ya on

voice
WWKYA, KICKIN YOUR ASS!

G/Jamal
My is worth ten titles
I shit on wrote Bibles, if you don't like me I don't you
I liable to load the rifle, hit the roof and you
The shit I spit your vitals
ride through like my squad do
Got all players suicidal
niggas, take two
You heard the news, I'ma it to ya
We're to headline the bill and
Featuring Doc, Tical and the villain
A mic murder for hire, ten grand a
Yo Funk Doc, the glock, this bitch nigga grillin
I make moves wit my big dog
Staten Island to the Bricks for mo' and mo' pounds
Y'all know who really lockin shit down
When we rock it, don't we all stand
hazardarious, clear out
Get ya ass out 'fore I 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 (like or not, bitches fightin over dick)
we get ya up and get ya high (yeah)
Get ya stoned and get ya
Dat's dat shit (like or not, niggas wit the fifth)
Dat's dat (like or not, bitches fightin over dick)

I'm high-powered, the dog weiler
thai showers got Doc cookin minute rice for five hours
You wet cowards, I'm wire
Ya bitch ass probably wash ya wit Palmolive
Yo holler, I got the plan printed
Load it and it like summer jam tickets
Fam dig it, pop goes the wea-sel
You be hidin under your wit people
I told cops, blocks, no props
Fo' pops, Hennesy back and we both
That's how we go out, are you the thug
To ride down like from a Bug Life?
Watch the movie, haters to eye screw D
Your beef in claims court, Judge Judy
you and I meet up, the fight heat up
Bloody up ya wife beater light weed up

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

Zee
Yeah yeah yeah, Young Zee got bitches over dick

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

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

(Young Zee)
Get ya up and get ya (All y'all stupid bitches keep fightin 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 and get ya high (Fightin over dick)
Get ya stoned and get ya ha
Get ya up and get ya ha (Fightin over dick)
Get ya and get ya high ha