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jaylib - the red (2007) lyrics

[verse 1: madlib]
y’all n+ggas like, “what the f+ck is this?”
d+mn, look at this, what kinda luck is this?
uh, madlib and dilla is the illest, my n+gga
only haters holla, they can’t feel us
n+ggas wanna get looser than we?
but just gon’ be a loser to me and dilla
k!lla, talkin’ ’bout how you peal caps
but, n+gga, you softer than a pillow
backslapin’ ya neck while you covered in rep
’cause you bluffin’ and you ain’t said nothin’ to spec
(that n+gga always lyin’) (hey, pass the weed)
anyway i’m straight high off the trees
your girl don’t wanna lie, she just wanna get on her knees
turn it up, y’all n+ggas must be outta ya head
if your system ain’t up to the red

[verse 2: madlib]
it’s the leeway, instant replay, instant relay
instant mc, producer, and dj
i do this sh+t without a cell beeper or 3+way
you’re comin’ off like like a gilet (anyway)
ay, peace to a.g., peace to pete rock
diamond d, peace to seiji (oh, sh+t, look over there)
yo, that n+gga’s wild like wildlife animals
hannibal, cannibals (whoop, what else?)
um, male fascists, womanizers
nymphos, n+ggas in disguises (ay, watch out! what else?)
fine women that like pretty women, some ass women
some titty women (mostly sh+tty women)
y’all n+ggas must be outta ya head
if your system ain’t up to the red

- jaylib lyrics

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