'Scuse me while I dodgeroll
Ah! 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 back flip
I get biz with the skit, I DJ like Quik
The topnotch of the block, cause I carry a Glock
Holy 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 Superfly, Jimmy Fly Snuka rips the roof off
Then hook off on your crew, to the check of one to two
It's you, who? Redman with the Kung-Fu
Come on and get down and boogie oogie with the rough neck
Hit women like Madonna all the way down to Smurfette
But first get your tables I roast your whole record label kids
Yo E (Whats up G?) Bridge!
* YOU DIED *
