Текст (слова) песни: Redman - Blow Your Mind (Remix)

 
A-hem.. hit me 
This is goin down 
What`s goin down? 
Yo yo yo Reggie Noble, drop that beat in, hah! 
Yeah, uh-huh, uh-huh 
Give it to me, give it to me 
 
AHHHH!! Look out, it`s the Funkadelic Funk for chumps 
who don`t be knowin my name, I tear the frame out ya punks 
I make ya slide, make ya slip, make ya wanna backflip 
I get biz with the skit, I DJ like Quik 
The topnotch of the block, cause I carry a glock 
Only hot rocks I`m hot, so give up the props 
My style is HUMMIN CUMMIN ATCHA, duck or get backed up 
Dispatcher: `Red, get freaky to the rapture` 
So come on light the buddha check your honey while I scoop her 
The Soopafly, Jimmy fly Snooka rips the roof off 
Then hook off on your crew, to the check of one to two 
It`s you! AHHHHHHHHHHH! Funky fresh in the flesh trail 
Come on and get down and boogie oogie with the ruffneck 
Hit women like Madonna all the way down to Smurfette 
But first get your tables I roast your whole record label kids 
Yo Red! (Whassup G?) Briiiiiidge! 
 
Look out.. AHHHHH! 
 
Can I tear the roof off this mother? It`s the Funkdafied brother 
Then I laugh, because I burn ya like _Backdraft_ 
So call the fire engine cause I`m flamin up your buildin 
_One Life to Live_ so the funk is in _All My Children_ 
Cause I can get wicked like the witches from Eastwick 
And freak the type of funk to make all y`all teeth grit 
and crumble, my style is more flyer than ? Brundle ? 
Fly from the fly part one to fly part two 
PsychoBetaP-Funk, got styles hard as tree trunks 
For real punk, you got a blunt, light it cause I need one 
And get down with the irrelevant funk to make ya jump 
with the fly human being, watch me freak it in Korean 
 
Chu ri ka pi kyura mulla kara 
Nu gu nya nada na na nun Redman 
Na bo da challan nom hana do upda 
Yi sae sang cheil eu na nun Redman, my man 
 
	[ Get away, get off me, get lost] 
	[ Who am I, I am, I`m Redman] 
	[ There`s no one better than me] 
	[ The world`s BEST is REDMAN, my man] 
 
I rip shop in hip-hop I get props my lip rocks 
The rap stuff`s more spooky than movies from Hitchcock 
Sit back relax let me rip to the funk track 
And press rewind if I haven`t blown your mind 
 
ERRRK! Let me get busy with the funky fly stuff 
cause I cut your freakin eyes out, fuck Bruce Willis because I die rough 
It`s the Funkadelic Redman and I hit ya with the 
Funkadelic level, the P-Funk, the devil 
The spectular, Blackula, bust holes like Dracula 
Loaded of course, more Legend than Acura 
I`m swift, I like big spliffs so I tisk tisk a tasket 
Plus keep the glock in my basket 
I cough up a lung cause I freak it with the tongue 
cause I can `Wax on! Wax off!` like Daniel-son 
Do the yea yea, boogey say up jump the boogey 
to the boogey to the boogey thanks to E cause he hooked me 
So fuck what ya heard, word to herb, cause I mack 
Framalama, plus I kick the grammar, straight from -- NEW JERZ 
It`s the renegade rap Redman, really who rip rhymes in rough mode 
Yo, hold your breath while I explode! 
 
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