AHHHH!! Look out  it's the Funkadelic Funk for chumps
 who don't be knowin my name  I tear the frame out ya punks
 I make ya slide  make ya slip  make ya wanna backflip
 I get biz with the skit  I DJ like Quik
 The topnotch of the block  cause I carry a glock
 Only hot rocks I'm hot  so give up the props
 My style is HUMMIN CUMMIN ATCHA  duck or get backed up
 Dispatcher: 'Red, get freaky to the rapture'
 So come on light the buddha check your honey while I scoop her
 The Soopafly, Jimmy fly Snooka rips the roof off
 Then hook off on your crew, to the check of one to two
 It's you, who? (AGA-AHHH! WWAAAAAH!) Redman with the Kung-Fu
 Come on and get down and boogie oogie with the ruffneck
 Hit women like Madonna all the way down to Smurfette
 But first get your tables I roast your whole record label kids
 Yo E (Whassup G?) Briiiiiidge!

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 I do the hustle like Russell, Rush the stage with Simmons
 Deadly venom, makes me Poison like Michael Bivins
 or a cobra, pop more pop, than Coca-Cola
 Next to Yoda I'm a Star at War, plus roller coaster
 I got my mind made up GURRRRL, come on and get it if you widdit troop
 Krush Groovin smooth as the lightning loops
 The kind of loops I sample from a James Brown group
 I give credit, cause I'm cautious, about lawsuits
 PsychoBetaP-Funk, got styles hard as tree trunks
 For real punk, you got a blunt, light it cause I need one
 And get down with the irrelevant funk to make ya jump
 with the fly human being, watch me freak it in Korean

 Chu ri ka pi kyura mulla kara
 Nu gu nya nada na na nun Redman
 Na bo da challan nom hana do upda ...
 ... Nah Duke, forget it

 I rip shop in hip-hop I get props my lip rocks
 The rap stuff's more spooky than movies from Hitchcock
 Sit back relax let me rip to the funk track
 And press rewind if I haven't blown your mind ("REE-WIND!!" --> KRS-One)

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 HA-UHH, let me get busy with the funky fly stuff
 cause I cut your freakin eyes, fuck Bruce Willis because I die rough
 It's the Funkadelic Redman and I hit ya with the
 Funkadelic level, the P-Funk, the devil
 The spectular, Blackula, bust holes like Dracula
 Loaded of course, more Legend than Acura
 I'm swift, I like big spliffs so I tisk tisk a tasket
 Plus keep the glock in my basket
 I cough up a lung cause I freak it with the tongue
 cause I can 'Wax on! Wax off!' like Daniel-son
 Do the yea yea, boogey say up jump the boogey
 to the boogey to the boogey thanks to E cause he hooked me
 So fuck what ya heard, word to herb, cause I mack
 Framalama, plus I kick the grammar, straight from -- NEW JERZ
 It's the renegade rap Redman, really who rip rhymes in rough mode
 Yo, hold your breath while I explode!

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