Diezzel Don - Redman Rap City Freestyle 2001 lyrics

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Diezzel Don - Redman Rap City Freestyle 2001 lyrics

[Cut scene] (Redman) Yo, yo, yo, yo, Brick City, Def Jam up in here Yo, yo, scream at me loud, Keith Murray Yo, yo Relax ya mind and let ya conscious be free You now rollin with the sound of the PPP DJ Twin in the house, yo, Rockwilder in the house Yo, yo, yo, yo Ica Don in the house and D Don (Redman) Check the Dr. Bombay making house calls Buck trynna outball, I'm an outlaw, brotha come up out yours Slumped in the front, Cadillac grill Rollin by pa**in out heart-attack pills [In The Basement] (Tigga) Now check it out right here, at the saga begins It's Redman, big Tigga and the DJ Twinz Rocka-wilder, comin on through with the Ica Don and D Don, big Tig, drop the bomb Freestyle in the booth everyday forsure Keep it rough, rugged and raw and give it ya (more?) Step out the way and let this thing continue, inhale, the (tron?) Next be my man Ica Don (Icarus) Ica Don blow dro, control the city And I only hit chicks if they toes is pretty Pissed off, ain't get to flow with Biggie No single, still doing shows for fifty A dirty dog Chicks try to clean me up, I make em clean the truck till they knees give up Till they say Icarus "Can I please get up?" They think it's Christmas, way I keep the trees lit up Face it, I'm in the basement, do it right Y'all know, I do it everyday and night I'm a sick figure, messing with big Tigga Yo, D Don, come on in (D-Don) Let's play ring-around-the-Rosie, a pocket full of (?) Pulled out early if they choose to test me The gift between (?), there's no if, I'm swift I don't drift from my (?) or give s**as a lift I'm deep-dish like apple pie, made from Anne Smith My occupational sk**s will be sealed with a d**h kiss I can't resist, if you insist to diss, once in pissed No plea bargain, overruled, case dismissed (Redman) Do I gotta go ape, or go nutty? I leave ya eye like a 9-9 Benz Buggy, puffy Brick brothas get real ugly, trust me Keep the 4 if you lil lucky, mug me I ain't got nuthin, but 4 figures And weed and hash chopped in coffee blenders My shots like squeegee-men on ya windows Usual suspect, I'm the crippled member Get away when I sat down in the office Heat in my lap keep me walking off with Why y'all talkin, the Doc reinforce it The mic, is hard to keep my paws off it Yo girl is my b**h when it's over No Cristal, I pulled up with King Cobra Out in a nova, don't bother My Nina Brown, bust, it'll shut down the Carter