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Intro: Aiyyo yo yo yo you better pass it We coming to you live from that bomb Chocolate City my man Aiyyo check this out Where the knotty headed niggaz and the Brick City brigade dwell And if you don't know your fool better ask Aiyyo yo you better pass that blunt And yo E we comin to you live with the Cosmic type stuff Verse One: Redman And you should be peep-in how I get smoked-out on the weekend Well it's that brother coming six billion feet from beneath I swing it to my crew or down to my fans Schoolin hell of stackas like final exams Cause, it's the Funkadelic, hit you with the irrelevant Elements, and it's coming through your block Can't you smell it trick? Wanna copy-cat my whole format So you get funk tracks, punch lines and skull hats Hoooo! Got a little Redman in town Who's that effin clown soundin wack with the frown?? I don't know man, but you better wonder what I would do While loud on this staff like birds one and two My crew runs thicka than syrup from the burrow Knock off from blood clot puff on the rough block You get hurt up, word up, Jam-med like Pearl Or I peep my man, Rockafella, it don't stop Chorus: Redman rockin on to the funky shit, c'mon On and on, and it don't quit On and on, and it don't quit Redman rockin on to the funky shit I said Jersey's in the house Jersey's in the house I said Brooklyn's in the house Brooklyn's in the house I said Uptown's in the house Uptown's in the house I said the Bronx in the hidouse The Bronx in the hidouse Verse Two: Newark, New Jersey, rock rock on, word is bond Due to dificulty, my style flows while it tracrossed the planet I'm comin in swarms, so turn your flashlights on In 48 Hours like Nick Nolte Droppin the flavor, stay Sky high like Pager I'm magical like Fantasia on paper I Saw the Light like Kraftwerk, of course When the T-L-A Rock shock the stuff, It's Yours! To your drawers, your record label got your staff gassed But you're blocked, and your earrings choke like a tec Thinkin you gonna sell two mil cakes real fast Now, who freakin style your ass gonna steal next? Are there any more imitators in the house?? There are no Catch the cargo, funky like a bag of Bravos Bust like nba Jams, and you can have Chicago Way back, with a pump 92 K-T-you in car loads Make you wanna (sssss) my style like a junkie on crack Huuh! I just stay funky like that Trick, you better back the freak up, for real now When I break it down from Newark nj to Illtown Chorus: On and on, and it don't quit On and on, and it don't quit Redman rockin on to the funky shit, c'mon Redman rockin on to the funky shit I said Virginia's in the house Virginia's in the house I said Cali's in the house Cali's in the house I said Atlanta's in the house Atlanta's in the house North Carolina's in the house Carolina's in the house Verse Three: Yoo-hoo watch the birdie!! While Red wreck your brains early If rap was B-Ball, I'd have assists like James Worthy Dribble the rock if you got the hots to get your knot rocked Twice my device, Run-D. Mc's from my Rock Box Hey you, better Come Clean like Jeru Before I take phase two and do another pay-per-view To your crew, I give a boom bip to Q-tip Standin tall like Shaq, honey I'm back, this ain't Blue Chips The new stuff, creamin brothas like Breyer's Dribble dribble shootin three pointers to the drum trick He's heating up -- nah, brotha, I'm on fire! Try to take my style, blaow, end one Dj Twinz in the house for the nine-square My man Shaft, you don't know you better ask Outro: That bomb Chocolate City coming to you live Aiyyo you better pass that blunt, aiyyo check this out From the ninety-fo' era We gonna take it to you live Where Newark New Jersey drops that chocolate funk for ya Everyday and all day, how we do it word is bond, word is day Def Squad's in the house for the nine-fo', word is bond, word is day The sad Hawthorne Ave. Got the good smoke, word is bond, word is day Knotty-head niggaz in the house for nine-fo', word is bond, word is day Brick City brigade in the house for nine-fo', word is bond, word is day Redman rocks on and on for the nine-fo', word is bond, word is day Word is bond word is bond in the house I'm in the house You can suck my balls and lick my butt, word bond, word d, ehehehehehe Word is bond, word is day Word bond, word day Hehehehehe, word is bond, word is day Check it out, check it out We comin to you live with the Cosmic Slop On the fuckin block and we got the glocks It's that, Cosmic Slop, hit you with the irrelevant, ele, yeah To your knot, who's the funk nigga and I'm comin to ya hot
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