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

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

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

That have your rap for lunch, chump
'Cause 92, I take a whole
Give them a punch of the
Knock all of their tooth loose

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

Then 1, 2, 3, pinned
I get action, so everybody jump your rump
If you like the way it punk
Pump it in your back

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

4 sum aksion
Time 4 sum
4 sum aksion

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

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

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

Just to show you the hell I come from
I get dumb the 112
Check my rep, I'm a hit when I sex like this
you twist 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 your brain
Listen to my name
ready to rock, I got a glock
Then, pow, your body is all over the

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

Time 4 sum
4 sum aksion
Time 4 sum

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

Back to the funk track, 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, over man
You ain't say no more, it's over