Rrrahh, look out

You musta got hit with some bull***!

Yo, where at?

Smack dab across your lips, can you talk?

Ahm ahh ill uhh ahm no 'em no menna no vat

Yo ye yo Redman, what the *** was that? I don't know but it's on my top lip

Don't crack jokes, and pop ***

Just get it off my top lip

Or Reggie, you can drop kid Oah okay be still chill, Im gettin' it off your grill

Wha-what was it?

Some of that pussy you ate this mornin' from that bitch Jill

Yeah But c'mon, check it

Mother***in' right

Let's get busy on this record

So we can make the dough, ***

And make girls like Kiki Shepard get naked On the strength!

Party with machine and Oprah Winfr'

First class tickets

Hotel bitches puffin' mad blunts Blunts? Blunts

Blunts don't don't rhyme with Oprah Winfr' troop

Who cares what rhymes with it long

As the funk pump through my Benz truck Now you know you don't own a Benz

Yes, I do and chrome's the trim

Black with a system

When it's hittin' I'm pullin' mad skins With Olde E sittin' in between my lap

And when brothers act up, a gun machine I pack

The original P-funk, got the jewels trunk, a funker

When I'm ***in', my bad is bigger than any buster's

Like Max and

Wait wait wait, could we get on with the tape? Lights, camera, hahh, action

Welcome to Red's tape, may I take your order?

It's a slaughter if you order the hit without the water

And then swallow without the damn water to follow

You might be doin' the stupid dance and win a grand at the Apollo

Whatchu know? I'm rough, snap necks, drink Olde E, but crack Beck's

That ain't what you told me last week

Wreck anything that's wet, when I have ***

For instance, I mix with, a style that make you *** bricks

Tsk tsk, Im musically gifted, to rip it

Terrific Um shat lot, Red got crazy knots

And knots in the pots

Got props from here to George Washington Bridge

I get biz, I use hats, so no kids

***, I took out more suckers, than a

Wait wait wait Hold up! I don't think I can freak the funk like that

I might have to nap, because my afro is like Shaft

Puffy, fade it quite lovely and to snuff me

Get your gang, 'cause I'm fightin' with more power than Chuck D Chuck D from Public Enemy?

Yeah, he's a friend of me

The one that say, "Brothers and sisters?"

Yeah, but hes no kin to me

I'm strictly Negro, I freak the style and there it goes, boom!

If a stitch in time saves nine, then I got *** sewed Put pins in needles, and needles in pins

A happy man is a happy man, that, when I'm hittin' skins

*** skins, I'm hittin' puss when it's gush

Then eat it when the puss is well cooked Look!

Up in the air?

No the cab

Who's in the cab? Whut thee?

It's Superman! Why?

Because it's hot as a mother***er out here Oh word, you bet I'm gettin' the *** out of here man

Yeah, me too

Oh I forgot to tell you Willya called for you

Willya who? Willya suck my dihk!

Aiyyo *** you!

Big nose bitch!

I hate your stupid ass

You a stupid mother***er!