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redman – winicumuhround lyrics

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the hype’s got me, i knock ’em out the box then out socks
’cause winic-muhround, n-gg-z skate like the rocks
my block’s hot, so gimme all you got
when i’m done rockin’, i leave you all doin’ the bus stop

my format spins wheels like pat sajak
i rub n-gg-z out like ajax now hit the playback
rrrwwhwoaah, look out, roast ’em like cookouts
i’m smoked out, all you mc’s, pull your books out

word is bond it’s on i get at dawn like marvin gaye
starvin’ since the days of kindergarten
when i dye my ashes, flip my coffin backwards
blow sh-t up like the 4th of july, with half sticks

and on and on, to the break of rae-dawn chong
i’m ‘killin’ you softly’ with this song, with this bomb
i’m like the bronx ’cause i boogie down
i’m representin’ jersey motherf-cker, winic-muhround

winic-muhround, homeboy watch yo nugget
(aiyyo, yo, yo redman, yo that was last alb-m)
aiyyo f-ck it, bust it
the top, notch, look over your sess spots
get dumb like a whole bag of jumps with red tops

burn more steam than carpet cleaners
i’m meaner then i’m iller than oj, catchin’ a misdemeanor
boom-bash i set it off
(right, right)
i shot up your lights while you caught up in the heights

my lyrics starvin’, my crew runs like the mob
and the funk b-tter cup ’cause i’m a b-st-rd at robbin’
i shake the valleys over cali when i’m spliffed up
rock a fifth up, that measure nine point oh on the erichter

are you tuned in to my tunes it’s boom
y’all n-gg-z couldn’t see me if y’all had zoom
i’m accurate like acura, my style’s ninety years maximum
fuel-injected like a maxima, wheni’muharound motherf-cker

the way i get wreck y’all n-gg-z call it mic check
i’m vexed and if i got an itchy finger like bernard geotz
with a pad and a pen i blend funky images
that leave your girl hemmoragin’ for about two million
and three years move along there’s nothing to see here
if i wasn’t nice motherf-cker, i wouldn’t be here

yeah, yeah, put metaphors inside a bracket
def squad’s in the house and motherf-cker we can back it
come test your skills for real with a bomb bang, boom bang
the sound makes your brains wet
with ‘the color purple’ on a freight train

the devil’s the conductor
then take a trip to the darkside motherf-ckers
my funky pattern takes interludes around saturn
i’m more diesel than evil, meant evil like sebastian

don’t try this at home kids, i zone with et’s
and other alien type of mc’s
so throw your sh-t up in the sky
’cause redman’s about to get live, like one-two-five

i smoke ‘high times’ magazines when i lounge
and broken mics and cords is left
winic-muhround motherf-cker

- redman lyrics

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