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Time 4 sum
4 sum aksion
Time 4 sum
get ready to rumble

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

turn around and do the same damn thing to a soloist
'Cause Noble's pissed
I crush your whole brain
'Cause you couldn't the funk

That have rap style for lunch, chump
'Cause 92, I take a whole
Give a punch of the funk
Knock all of their gold tooth

To show you what type of I'm on
You puff or sniff it
Because I was with it
The Funkadelic Devil, hit you with the rap of 10

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

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

4 sum aksion
Time 4 sum
4 sum aksion

Lights, camera, back the hammer
from the land of the lost
I'ma hit you with the funk
That makes you run rap style back to the crack vile brotha

Then strike a pose like
My mom's kicked me out I did what I want to
The original P-Funk stroke a trunk of
Then you saw 'cause my jaw snaps with the raw raps

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

Just to you where the hell I come from
I get with the 112
Check my rep, I'm a hit when I sex like this
you twist to the list

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

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

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

4 sum aksion
Time 4 sum
4 sum aksion

Yo, 1992, Redman gets paid, yeah, know what I'm
We not goin' for the Okee Doke, believe
Hit Squad is definitely in the
For the that don't be knowin' what's up?
is bond, I gotta show them the flava

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

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