文本歌词

Winicumuhround (Album Version|Explicit) - Redman
The hype's got me I knock 'em out the box then out socks
Cause when I come around niggas skate like the rocks
My block's hot so give me all you got
When I'm done rocking I leave you all doing the Bus Stop
My format spins wheels like Pat Sajak
I rub niggas out like Ajax now hit the playback
Rrwoahh look out roast 'em like cookouts
I'm smoked out all you MC's pull your books out
Word is bond it's on I get it on like Marvin Gaye
Starving since the days of Kindergarten
When I die my ashes flip my coffin backwards
Blow sh*t up like the 4th of July with half sticks
And on and on to the break of Rae-Dawn Chong
I'm Killing You Softly with this song with this bomb
I'm like the Bronx cause I Boogie Down
I'm representing Jersey motherf**ker when I come around
When I come around homeboy watch your nuggets
Ayo yo yo Redman yo that was last album
Ayo f**k it bust it
The top notch look over your sess spots
Get dumb like a whole bag of jumps with red tops
Regina Steamer Carpet Cleaner I'm meaner
Then I'm iller than OJ catching a misdemeanor
Boom-bash I set it off right right
I shut off your lights while you caught up in the heights
My lyrics starving my crew runs like the mob and
The funk butter cup cause I'm a bastard at robbing
I shake the valleys over Cali when I'm spliffed up
Rock a fifth up that measure 9.0 on the Erichter
Are you tuned in to my tunes it's booming
Y'all niggas couldn't see me if y'all had zoom lens
I'm accurate like Acura my style's
90 years maximum fuel-injected like a Maxima
When I come around motherf**kers
The way I get wreck y'all niggas call it mic check
I'm vexed and if I got an itchy finger like Bernard Geotz
With a pad and a pen I blend funky images
That leave your girl hemmoraging for about two million and
Three years move along there's nothing to see here
If I wasn't nice motherf**ker I wouldn't be here
Yeah yeah put metaphors inside a bracket
Def Squad's in the house and motherf**ker we can back it
Come test your skills for real with a bomb bang boom bang
The sound makes your brains wet with The Color Purple
On the freight train the devil's the conductor
Let's take a trip to the darkside motherf**kers
My funky pattern takes interludes around Saturn
I'm more diesel than evil medieval like Sebastian
Don't try this at home kids I zone with
E.T.'s and other alien type of MC's
So throw your sh*t up in the sky cause Redman's
About to get live like one-two-five
I smoke High Times magazines when I lounge
And broken mics and cords is left when I come around motherf**ker