[jeff stewart]
And i say... right about now you are rockin with the best!
Can i get a hit? *inhale* *coughing* thank you *coughing*
What youand're about to experience is a walk on the funkadelic side
Who knows better than the funkadelic devil himself
To all knotty head niggaz bob to this
Come walk with def squad on the darkside
Coming to you live and direct without further adieu
I bring to you redman one more time
This is jeff stewart and you know how i do it... god dayam!!!
[redman]
So whoand's that funky nigga thatand's known to kick the fat shit?
The mirror said andquot;you are, you conceited bastardandquot;
*cutting and scratching of bastard*
Done by the dogcatcher, dogcatcher, itand's the dogfetcher, i betcha
Aahhhhhhhhhhh, with the slang
Get you coughed up from the weed itand'll bust your brain
The top notch of hip-hop and iand'm on the charts
Iand'm catchin applause when i rock the micraphone from the heart
My styleand's foul, so look into the eyes of lorimars
As you can see, i drop funk bars from here to mars
Still rollin down the highway wit my forty between my lap bitch
Crossin dtw, coming into my lap and
Boy my skills are stacks, i love to do it from the back
My style swarms over ghettoes like crack
Blow in any hood and puff a blunt with any nigga
As long as we both got, it donand't matter whoand's gun bigger
But i bet you you canand't do that, cause the multiplatinums
Canand't save your ass on the block, and youand're fucked if it ainand't pop
The funk is blowin wattage out your fuckin trunks
Like peak puma, i known to give a whole lots of lumps
Props i got, coming through your block nine cocked
My socks, even got three-eighty-nine shots
Donand't press it, i hang em like them niggaz do in texas
You donand't have no heart you chestless, cuz your heartand's on my necklace
I give props to real mcand's like krs-one
Kool g rap, buckshot, busta me and iand'm from
The east coast!! where a nigga like you get that fat?
And since you came out gassed, well iand'm closin your gas cap
The creature, from the deeper, ultimate funk freaker
Represent new jersey, keep your eyes up on the bleacher
A menace like dennis, i got game like ennis
I can french-kiss my lyrics, then i run trains with sentence
Lord have mercy! itand's too much funk to cope with
Droppin dope shit after dope shit, weand're atrocious
Thatand's from the lungs, that rings from here to kingdom come
And i donand't have to be a special ed to get dumb!!
