(feat. Lounge Lo)



[Remedy]

Mic check, I walk around the Shao'

Wit the jet black nine by my waistline, kickin' the hype shit

I never claimed to be the best white rapper

But have to, show these muthafuckas what I'm after

I'm after ya soul, and after that, ya album

Beef after to that, Lounger Lo packs the gat, son

Chka-bang-bang, yo bust a slang wit my name

It's the Rem-D, on the six train

Sike, you muthafuckin' right, tonight's the night

To do what I wanna do, to make you like, wanna fight

What you expected when the darts been injected

I huff and puff and blow ya shit down, make ya head split

Huh, pop a pill, smoke a blunt and don't front

On the izim, if you do, my man, we gettin' bizum

A weak addict, oh yes, puff the magic

And smoke it til it's true, yes, I do, gots to have it

I don't care about any fuckin' star

Cuz no matter who you are, you still catch a bullet scar

So listen up, or you'll bleed for what I'm sayin'

Cuz tonight's the night, and me and my people's ain't playin'



[Interlude: Lounge Lo]

Yo, ain't supposed to be playin' man

Aiyo, aiyo, what's that? That fat funky sting you're smellin'

[female singer] "I'mma give it to ya, give it to ya, give it tonight"

Piss and pee, for I takeover there, man

Word up, you see it, ya'll, for real

I be the calling, man, aiyo Slash, hit me off one more time, baby

[female singer] "Love me when you love you baby"



[Remedy]

You wanna see me act fool, please, save it for the breeze

Cuz my lyrics in tracks, blow backs and buckle knees

Fuck the bullshit, I get down wit the two clips

And do shit, I shoot more shit then the troops hit

But tonight's tonight, whether wrong or right

This type of shit, wit the flavor like raw spit

Smokin' out, and it figures, it figures

The peeps around me, keep their fingers on the triggers

I keep a shorty between my lap cool, and flyin' down the freeway

Coppin' a wop cuz it's "me-day"

Went over to pick my toys up, we make a lot of noise

Cuz, we can do that, cat, in my habitat

Yo, be nimble, I do the type of evil that men do

Like pissin' out my window on a bitch and her friend too

So turn the volume up a notch and let me in ya crotch

Bu-bump, I hit ya g-spot

That's the fuck, when I jump at nature

Like, hump, hump, hump, hump, hump, hump

But if you wanna see a dick gigantic, not romantic

More Slicker than my man Rick

You better check the White Pages, under Remedy

Cuz I ain't down wit no enemy

Distribution fucked up my first album

But this time I'mma let my fuckin' style run



[Interlude: Lounge Lo]

You, Jimmy Neutron, Frukwan

Hear another avalanche, huh, word up

"I'mma give it to ya, give it to ya, give it tonight"

I slip a mickey in ya bucket, push it up, real hard

Real hard, for sho', know what I mean

There's gonna be talkin'



[Remedy]

Wi-wi-wi-wiped by supply and demand

To expand my hand to the mic and let my mouth kick the phlim-phlam

I drink Bud, I drink Beck's, I gets mad drunk

I get a shorty in the forty, we go fuck, yo, you



[Outro: Remedy]

Aiyo take this shit off Charles man, aiyo, put the new record on, man

Yeah, put that new shit on...