Текст (слова) песни: Eightball f Redman - Lost

[Redman Talking]
You are now, witnessing, the effects of the BUDDHA!
Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo

[Redman]
Redman kick through your door
Liquidated then I come through your pores
Think the track is bleedin` get at the gauze
Mix, fidgit, `fore I rip it in four`s
Look at my face, you can tell that I`m slick
The blunt, excersize, 10 in the clip
Y`all niggaz ready for the un-conterfit?
D-O, dot, bee-bo, tuck in your shit
That bogus holder of the sticky dolja
Got me appearing on the wanted poster
It`s like when your body get caught on rotor`s
Wnen I snap like strings through boat motors
My kitchen fridge look like Jeffery Dahmer`s
Boys screamin` for mama from the drama
My hunger for hip-hop got my gun up
Yo EightBall, hit the marijuana

[EightBall]
Yeah, yeah
EightBall blazin` the hay
And hella pound almost everyday
Real playas run the game that they play
That`s why I`m doin` it the playa way
I say, dope rhyme`s, potent and real
Showin` skills all my homies can feel
Smile at you see the name on my grill
Cut the track up let me show you the deal
I be twisted with that Redman
We get it all, cookin` dope makin` bread man
I got the Eagle full of hollow tipped lead man
Hear what I said man?
Can all that weak noise
I write, busta go and get your little weak boys
You know what bring a player joy?
Playin` with them glock toys
See I avoid all suckas trippin`
Full of liquor, actin` like a bunch of women lippin`
Interested in what I be grippin`
Dippin` in the Benz zippin`
Pass all you haters fakin`
Runnin` round seein` real players imitatin`
Breakin` concentration, all up in my situation
Hay blazin`

Chorus:
Get y`all shit together
Coffee Shoppe we with whatever
EightBall stay high forever
Yo Doc, keep it tucked under my lever
We here to keep the party live
Smoke hay till we chinky eyed
Wanna brawl?
We can meet outside
Red and Ball be down to ride
[Redman Talkin]
Yo, yo, look around you mothafuckers
It`s a hip-hop holocaust
Yeah, you just found the right superheroes to take care of that shit
Mothafucker

[EightBall]
Head rush and green stinky
Feelin` like a niga dropped a mickey
Drink up the Hen and watch me get tipsy
Who wanna ride with me, 160
Up and down 48 trackin`
Ski mask, kick in doors in, straight beat jackin`
Ball battin` rhymes all in your skull crackin`
Actin` like I got a problem that`s heavy to me
Smokin` brothers like a dooby in a gangsta movie
MC`s turn stank like a old lady coochie
Ball and Red be all up in your shit
So deep that it be damn near permanent
So authentic you can tell it from conterfit
Who wanna hit of the purest Coffee Shoppe crop
Guaranteed to be bomb to the last drop
Ball and Red keep it stone like Bedrock
We keep it hot

[Redman]
Yo
I`m ? the blackout mode
I snatch cheese that your mousetrap hold
Yo, who fucks ya baby?
Hey Kojack knows my flows, Kodak
Couldn`t hold that pose
Wow
Goofy playin` tough on the streets
Blue collar MC`s suffer the heat

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