Redman - Cummin Thru Ya F--kin' Block lyrics

To the beat y'all *rat-a-tat drumming sound* [all] Make it funky (4X) [Red] My n***a Tame [all] makes it funky [Red] My n***a El [all] makes it funky [Red] Redman [all] makes it funky [Red] Huh, check it out [Verse One: El Da Sensai] I Ego Trip like Ultramag, sag my Girbauds I drag Competition so listen and raise the white flag Cause the instructor, of the New Jerz verse dusts Another motherf**er I discover what no other brother Can do, hard to handle and to, stamp I play Tramp like Grace Jones in that movie Vamp I'm fit to wreck sh**, I dip into the skit Spit lyrics exquisite, blitted as I hit it I suppose I knows the ways of the pros Bros be like, "Oh that n***a's got mad flows" Creep'll keep it deep I got a winning streak against ducks who s** And didn't have the best defense I make sh** nice, defies with my device And if I'm in a rap fight, you can catch a cap, right Bust it, wha**up what did ya ask me? Crafty with my sa**afra** P-Funk, thought been handy Dandy Mayor Ave., back in the lab create my trap Dibble dabble in the midst of the Artifact we have Swiftness, I blitz, specific and you dig it From N.J., the Notty Headed Terror and da Sensai [Chorus: Artifacts, Redman] Pump! Pump! We're lickin off the mad shots [Red] It's the Artifacts and Redman cummin thru ya f**in block (repeat 3X) Pump! Pump! We're lickin off the mad shots [Red] It's the Artifacts and Redman cummin thru ya f**in!! [Verse Two: Tame One] Well I come live from the Artifact exhibit as a misfit Larger than Jura**ic Park I lick off like Wilson Pickett Drama like a talk show I hit more cheese than nacho Feelin Machu when I Pi on; a Coltrane like Roscoe Hostile underground fossil, n***a bout to rock ya So peep it how I freak it check the technique yeah I rock ya I 'Glide' like Drex and +Blaze+ a +Trail+ like I was +Portland+ When ill stressed, I still rock a vest like Ed Norton The ill king, taking all things cash, crash, and a**es Backstage pa**es, V.I.P. all access I got the props pon co*k, f** the know-nots Whose techniques are weaker than the graphics for the Gobots I rock with raw steel like Sue Richards, when Rick smacks her Up motherf** that I got more funk than muskrats With my hocus pocus I can f** up where ya focus Wit my left hook, dip right jab shuffle I can smoke ya It don't matter, cause all my sh** is fatter than the Pads on MPC-60's, hit me you got five second to jet G Straight from the Bricks, now back to the N.J The Notty Headed n***a and da motherf**in Sensai [Red] Hoooaaaahhh! One two, one two, one two This is for Jersey, haha ahh, ah hah One two, one two [Verse Three: Tame One, MC El] I'm the black king, quick to grease my naps with Royal Crown And aloe vera representin for the Notty Headed n***a era However whatever my Posse Packs the Pistols And my Skwad got the Boom, rid the room, get the b**hes The exact Artifact, who is that, you speak of Leak my speakers, unique and freakin beats track in fact I be dat, n***a who you look for, in your worst fears Peace to my n***a Lord Sear and Samere Display, n***as from N.J Notty Headed Terror and da motherf**in Sensai [Outro: Artifacts, Redman] Pump! Pump! We're lickin off the mad shots [Red] It's that Notty Headed n***a cummin thru ya f**in block Pump! Pump! We're lickin off the mad shots [Red] It's the Artifacts and Redman cummin thru ya f**in block Pump! Pump! We're lickin off the mad shots [Red] Big up to Boom Skwad's cummin thru ya f**in block Pump! Pump! We're lickin off the mad shots [Red] It's the Artifacts and Redman cummin thru ya f**in block Pump! Pump! [Red] Booyaka Pump! Pump! (6X) [Red] For nine-fo' Pump! Pump! [Red] Artifacts get dapped like that y'all *sound of rat-a-tat drumming again* [Red] Jersey's in the f**in house y'all New York's live in the house y'all Newark is live in the house y'all E-O's live in the house y'all Word is bond in the hizouse y'all I'm in the motherf**in hizouse y'all So n***as get the f**in balls y'all