Blow Your Mind
(专辑: Whut? Thee Album - 1992)
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! "Press rewind if I
haven't blown your mind" [x2] 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 [KRS-One:] ("REE-WIND!!") "Press rewind if I
haven't blown your mind" "Press rewind if I.." 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! "Press rewind if I
haven't blown your mind" "Press rewind if I
haven't blown your mind"