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Time 4 sum
4 sum aksion
Time 4 sum
Let's get to rumble

In this we have the funk body snatcher
P Funkadelic and I hard enough
That I can chew a bag of rocks
Chew an Avenue, an off street and off block

turn around and do the same damn thing to a soloist
'Cause Reggie Noble's
I crush your whole brain
'Cause you maintain the funk

have your rap style for lunch, chump
'Cause 92, I take a crew
Give them a punch of the
all of their gold tooth loose

To you what type of stuff I'm on
You can't puff or it
Because I was born it
The Devil, hit you with the rap level of 10

1, 2, 3, you're pinned
I get action, so everybody jump with your
If you the way it sounds punk
it in your back trunk

And let loose with the Juice when I do
I'm too hot, some say I got more Juice then
(Straight Jersey)
You me, my brother I'm laughin'

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Time 4 sum
4 sum aksion

Lights, camera, cock the hammer
Straight from the of the lost
I'ma hit you with the force
That you run your rap style back to the crack vile brotha

strike a pose like Madonna
My mom's me out because I did what I want to
The original stroke a trunk of funk
you saw caps 'cause my jaw snaps with the raw raps

So color me bad, plus me black
For the funk that I pack, Red it to the funk track
The fly stuff
on and let me kick, the funky fly stuff

Just to show you where the hell I from
I get dumb the 112
Check my rep, I'm a hit when I have sex like
Make you to the list

Of a funky brain cell when it's puffed on a
And all that, the hi hat, go buy
Listen, look, oops, brother your eyes at?
on the floor, pick 'em up

While I pour a lil' funk down brain punk
Listen to my name
Redman to rock, I got a glock
Then, pow, body is all over the block

Tryin to step to ths, the Exorcist, it
I git mad when the twin cocks the biscuit
And blow your head off, just for
"Who's the one rappin?"

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Time 4 sum
Time 4 sum

Yo, 1992, Redman paid, yeah, know what I'm sayin'
We not goin' for the Okee Doke, believe
Hit Squad is in the house
For the brothers that be knowin' what's up?
Word is bond, I gotta show them the

Back to the funk track, like Black
My man, he say, "Who's the Redman?"
"Where's the Redman?"
I kill, I smother, I get down the

Yo, yo, yo, chill, G, chill la, over man
You ain't gotta say no more, over