The hype`s got me, I knock em out the box then out socks
Cause winicumuhround, niggaz skate like the rocks
My block...`s hot, so gimme all you got
When I`m done rockin, I leave you all doin the Bus Stop
My format spins wheels like Pat Sajak
I rub niggaz out like Ajax now hit the playback
Rrrwwhwoaah, look out, roast em like cookouts
I`m smoked out, all you MC`s, pull your books out
Word is bond it`s on I get at Dawn like Marvin Gaye
Starvin since the days of Kindergarten
When I dye my ashes, flip my coffin backwards
Blow shit up like the 4th of July, with half sticks
And on and on, to the break of Rae-Dawn Chong
I`m Killin You Softly with this song, with this bomb
I`m like the Bronx, cuz I Boogie Down
I`m representin Jersey motherfucker, winicumuhround
Winicumuhround, homeboy watch yo nugget
(Aiyyo-yo-yo Redman, yo that was last album) Aiyyo fuck it, bust it
The top, notch, look over your sess spots
Get dumb like a whole bag of jumps with red tops
Burn more steam than carpet cleaners
I`m meaner then I`m iller than OJ, catchin a misdemeanor
Boom-bash I set it off (right right)
I shot up your lights while you caught up in the heights
My lyrics starvin, my crew runs like the mob and
The funk butter cup, cause I`m a bastard at robbin
I shake the valleys over Cali when I`m spliffed up
Rock a fifth up, that measure nine point oh on the Erichter
Are you tuned in to my tunes it`s boom
Y`all niggaz couldn`t see me if y`all had zoom
I`m accurate like Acura, my style`s ninety years maximum
Fuel-injected like a Maxima, wheni`muharound motherfucker
The way I get wreck y`all niggaz call it mic check
I`m vexed and if I got an itchy finger like Bernard Geotz
With a pad and a pen I blend funky images
That leave your girl hemmoragin for about two million and
three years move along there`s nothing to see here
If I wasn`t nice motherfucker I wouldn`t be here
Yeah yeah put metaphors inside a bracket
Def Squad`s in the house AND MOTHERFUCKER WE CAN BACK IT
Come test your skills for real with a bomb bang boom bang
The sound makes your brains wet
with The Color Purple on a freight train
The devil`s the conductor
Then take a trip to the darkside motherfuckers
My funky pattern takes interludes around Saturn
I`m more diesel than evil meant evil like Sebastian
Don`t try this at home kids, I zone with ET`s
And other alien type of MC`s
So throw your shit up in the sky, cause Redman`s about to get live
Like one-two-five
I smoke High Times magazines when I lounge
And broken mics and cords is left, winicumuhround motherfucker
