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Tear It Off
(专辑: Blackout! - 1999)
[Intro:] [Redman] Yo man glorious This is protected by the
red [Method Man] And Tical [Redman] Slap it down [Method Man] Way out of bound [Redman] Roll in a
towel [Method Man] Fo' we gun down [Verse 1:] [Redman] Yo, flipmode, toilet bowls explode When Doc come drop a
shit load Grip fo's Mushrooms, dick those Deep pistol Whip hoes I
bitch O's Money, Roll, I
stick a
zipcode Tiptoed, before Doc escape row Thirsty, snipping out a
pig nose My Benz too, with wings and 6-0's My flows is North Pole cold My hands got area's that fits snow Doc, fixing hoes in disco's My dogs let 'em walk with ripped clothes Shows, Niggas pack 6
rolls We're losing 'em His hart won't get pulse Pack you bags off a
10 percent doze (?), I
could hum and shit cold [Chorus:] [Redman] Yo, yo tear the
roof off Yo, yo tear the
roof off Back off, don't make me shoot y'all You don't want to fuck with us You don't [Verse 2:] [Method Man] I
get scanned, rip sand With this stick style Pistol, lick ground Get off my dick now Kick crowd, hot style You-get-shot-style Timid, scared to get in it These dogs is rock rowd Unchained, untained, you know my name Act strange, pack flame It's not a
game The
ill flows, that kills shows You can feel yo Kicking in you do', like a
steel Go for real dough Y'all gonna learn I
spit germs When you come shot on Big Worm You gets burned Punks don't get turned, they get done And get sun, come get some The
last victim lye in a
ditch Now who wanna fuck with Hot Nick Niggas chew gum with they ass and pop shit Me and Funk Doc get, toxid Up all the
rightness I'm chopstick Go make your Wu just imposters [Chorus:] [Verse 3:] [Redman] You try to O.K Corel With Doc and Meth Tical Barsaloon fight without weapons out Strechmarks like Belly on Kevin ?Lous? On yard to score, only second down Hoes play wifey, wanna settle down Try to lock cash, bitch better bounce Boyfriend jumping, Meth shut 'em down Pound to echo loud, bout 7
miles Doc, dirty Jersey, hunt 'em down Uncut rhymes, won't even fit your foul Baddest man out the
bunch, pick 'em out Drunk with a
gun, miss you hit the
crowd Snitches, someone kiss to stitch you mouth Wilder then rhinos or liquor trous Mrs. how Mary-Ann, dick 'em out Ginger watch with the
gun and skip a
mouth Love the
ruckas and love to dish it out 3
watched MC's, start wristing out Get your whole camp put on the
missile foul Pushing 12 out, bumping digital [Chorus] [Verse 4:] [Method Man] We just ice Men of mice, ain't nothing nice [Redman] Fuck you like [Method Man] Your thight is to light to fight We move right, on fright night When Niggas write We bust pipe, condo's that suck thight We all right, you all hype and war's right In the
Source, with half mic, you half liked And half dead, blasted on glass bed (?), eyes red, the
hashhead Burn something, earn something and learn something Take my turn fronting Def Jam ain't heard nothing, yet Suspect, ruffnecks Buck 'em down or you get busted Never leave home without my musket Thrust this, out for justice, clown And caught on Judgement Day, caught y'all proud Take MC's to town if they start blawn Ashes to ashes, they all fall ground Master be basket with hazardous tactics Send my automatic full rap metal jacket Blasted in plastic your brain on the
mattress All you kids ask backwards and visa versa [Chorus:] [Outro:] [Redman] Come on, yo tear the
roof off Nigga, yo tear the
roof off Back off, don't make me shoot y'all You don't want to fuck with us You don't Huh Yo, You don't want to fuck with us You don't Yo, You don't want to fuck with us You don't
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