(Intro - Redman & Skits Vicious]
Ha man, Redman fool
D.o.D n***a
(Yo
Uh huh, uh huh,)
Yeah!
(Word, God damn it Maztek
You k**ing them again son, uh
Yo im gonna let this one roll,)
OWW!
(yo uh huh uh huh yo skits vicious
Yo yo)
Let`s go let`s go
[Verse 1 - Skits Vicious]
I don`t care where you`re coming from(Hell No!)
I spit ninja stars straight popping through your bubblegum
Double trouble, double gun time splitters
Never subtle the vibe gives spines shivers
House of rhyme mirrors you in a maze lost
A cage fight is how we face off
Get the f** up, Simon says get the f** up (Get the f** up!)
Funk Doc, D.O.D., dumb f**s get chopped up,(yes!)
Locked up with the mug shot
Bite my sh** and watch how your tongue rots
You ain't close to us by a long shot
You a joke so this is where the fun stops
Nun chucks and shuriken blades
This sh** turns most made men to maids
They follow orders I make them surrender
Hit yo a** up from the bottom when you enter
[Chorus]
Now (Groove), MC`s ain`t got no guts but
(We Do) so just turn the volume up and
(Groove) if you ain`t got the urge to bust well
(We do) so just turn the volume up just
(Groove) the scene ain`t got no guts well
(We Do) so just turn the volume up and
(Groove)if you ain`t got the urge to burst well
(We Do)just turn the volume up just (Groove)
[Verse 2 - Redman]
Oh My god homie i`m the sh** I got flies on me
Feel like F.B.I.`s eyes on me
But I don`t sell crack, I sell real rap
The fans tired yelling out ``Where the sk**s at``
I`ll show you I got them, Doc from rock bottom
Dog`s a rottweiler, lock me in asylum
The local hero hanging with the weirdo`s
Heat like Pacino k**ing De Niro
My Dre beats rocking, women is E popping
I get them off like they meeting a new cochrane
Yeah your boy heavy I been food shopping
I eat the track sh** it out then you drop it
I got no manners brave like atlanta
I gotta D.O.D. banner and a head cannon
And if you f**s wanna know where your man landing
I gotta party going on in the Grand Canyon
n***a
[Chorus]
[Verse 3 - Jay Reaper]
n***as make fake sh**, ya cake b**h tasteless
I`m impatient I just take sh** rapist
Bates sh**, hit a b**h in the braces
And paint faces, when i`m locked in my basement
It`s basically based on that one night I spaced
In a rage, I split a b**h face on the pavement
I`m satan, the god of the game you be playing
And i`m praised in 88 ways in 8 great nations
A mason, displaying the ways of the ancients
They gave me the gift now i`m blazing like Cajun
You must be mistaken, thinking that i`m Freddy but i`m Jay-son
Creating a patient amazing, I`m just saying
I`ll be spraying like a Super saiyan
Human torch, my whole crew is flaming
Jay piven, I`m the best damn movie agent
The multi made it, and I wrap it up by saying
Groove
[Chorus]