Redman - Search 4 Barney (Freestyle) lyrics

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Redman - Search 4 Barney (Freestyle) lyrics

[Verse One] Everybody move, everybody up Spit like a tommy gun, Tommy Chung On a safari hunt for Barney Funk What chick next to get they punani punk Redman, the Brick Pica**o To the Mexicans I'm a ruthless vato Out in L.A. selling weed and tacos Even keep the Rasco inside the Waffle House; one shot turn power out I don't do biz I [?] out Get your weight up or prepare for the drama I'm never scared and y'all shake like Muhammad Ali; I smoke the irie out in Raleigh Beef and broccoli make me slur like Ozzy Boy I'm grimey and still got my mojo Y'all never rap like me, y'all flow So So Ask Jermaine if I'm Def, call the po-po Hit the Japanese go-go out in Tokyo Tell 'em Doc is in the f**ing building Konichiwa, now give me all your shilling Oops, the wrong country, I meant yen I beat up the bouncer if he don't get me in Four years ago I had the rims that would spin When they were alloy before chrome was built in You don't know about it cause you wet behind the ears Still picking up your Easter clothes out of Sears Boo biddy blah blah talking all hard Where I feel I'm the new n***a stepped in the yard D.O.C., get it C.O.D Made the book on how to be a real MC dawg I keep the shine, where my neck at I need a loan from Jay to buy the Nets back While you headcrack I'mma roll a double My hands is hot I box with golden glovers We bring the ruckus, you stay quiet I.C.U. make you look like you on a diet X-Box Counter Strike when I cross fire My aunt still turn the TV with the pliers Boy I'm ghetto, y'all in denial Your weak a** style wouldn't make it one mile In every [?] I'm the talk of the town Cause with this mic I'm the crown of the underground Everybody get up, it's not a drill Cause my kitchen cabinet filled with no frills