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redman - noorotic lyrics

y’all motherf-ckers buckle y’all motherf-ckin seatbelts
if you need to get high there’s a mask and sh-t in the overhead compartment
i can’t tell y’all what the weather’s like ’cause my radio’s f-cked up
and if we should experience any type of motor difficulty
don’t panic take one more hit off the oxygen mask
calmly put your hands between your legs
and kiss your black -ss goodbye!!

when i send my vapors off like halls menthalyptus
i’m swift like a motherf-ckin gift for christmas
my verbs and nouns shatter walls of underground
let me be blunt: i like crackin brews with b-tches
the ninety-four era i cause terror, whatever
rainin on you punks with the funk, so get your umbrellas
my guns cruise, tennis shoes, what’s happenin
i got clapped on, now i’m the one doin the clappin
i’m flexi wit da tec like artifacts make memorex
blow tape decks when i’m more strapped than latex
felt like menopause, i make n-gg-z act like beatches
woo! i just don’t give a f-ck
yo yo that n-gg- red be frontin — with they -ss full of st-tches
i bite your whole nipple off, sick like sickle-cell anemia
i’m droppin 98.7 degrees down to red alert
travel around my curse universe
droppin the slang, i’ll bust your brains with the real sh-t
come hit my blunt so i can make y’all feel it
abuse n-gg-z verbally so call dyfus
i’m a warrior, to the heart, but i didn’t kill cyrus
i get as i’ll as chief of police on narcotic
noorotic, my style format rocks the project
give me a time and i’ll free your mind and lick your
funky emotions, to blow your veins up with funk overdosing
not with guns with funk when i rock tracks like van halen
now who’s that n-gg- that got your crew bellin?
i’m in the world, with jacob’s ladder

i’m seein a lot of happy copycat rappers actin like they got asthma
they attackin me, they slowin they rhymes down actually
but it’s no question my funk segment leave the whole atmosphere
they got factories with little dolls named after me
pressed-in, i take advantage of n-gg-z like i was molesterin
newark new jersey’s what i represent
iiiiiiiyiiiihhhhh
my brain be zoned and i phoned home to et’s home
whattup to prince street, avon ave i roll a spliff with
and to hook me up with stash spots to put my chrome in
so what the f-ck i got clapped on for my truck
fat to be p-ssed through bedrock and diamond district
then i laughed cause f-ck the cash i just wanted my tape bag
fantastic fabulous my sh-t is fat sh-t
the bomb like elway throw bombs on john madden
f-ck that, let’s get to the point, my sh-t’s the joint, i roast
motherf-ckers from the east coast to the west coast to your breakfast
voltage, i got funk for days by the buckets
ppp packs a bunch of wild motherf-ckers

hold hold hold, wait wait wait
let me school this b-tch
yo b-tch my sh-t is tight, can any mc do this
-sounds of s-x-
and come back on the mic?

i think not, my paper make pen leave nuff ink spots
sayin i’m this and that when half y’all punks don’t even know me
on blocks where your punk -ss still bustin off slingshots
talkin sh-t about me when i’m drivin by slowly
now just for that i let your girl suck my d-ck from the back
and let your moms give me cornrows on my crack
cause i’m nasty like that

- redman lyrics

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