Текст (слова) песни: Redman - Noorotic

Y`all motherfuckers buckle y`all motherfuckin seatbelts
If you need to get high, there`s a mask and shit in the overhead compartment
I can`t tell y`all what the weather`s like cuz my radio`s fucked up
And if we should experience any type of motor difficulty
Don`t panic, take one more hit off the oxygen mask
Calmly put your hands between your legs
And kiss your black ass goodbye!!

I`m swift like a motherfuckin gift for Christmas
When I send my vapors off like Halls menthalyptus
My verbs and nouns shatter walls of underground
Let me be blunt: I like crackin brews with bitches
The ninety-four era I cause terror, whatEVER
Rainin on you punks with the funk, so get your umbrellas
My guns cruise, tennis shoes, what`s happenin
I got clapped on, now I`m the one doin the clappin
I`m Flexi Wit Da Tec like Artifacts make Memorex
blow tape decks when I`m more strapped than latex
Felt like menopause, I make niggaz act like beatches
Yo yo that nigga Red be frontin -- with they ass full of stitches
Woo! I just don`t give a FUCK
I bite your whole nipple off, sick like sickle-cell anemia
Travel around my curse universe
I`m droppin 98.7 degrees down to Red Alert
Droppin the slang, I`ll bust your brains with the real shit
Come hit my blunt so I can make y`all feel it
Abuse niggaz verbally so call Dyfus
I`m a warrior, to the heart, but I didn`t kill Cyrus
Noorotic, my style format rocks the project
I get as ill as chief of police on narcotic
Give me a time and I`ll free your mind and lick your
funky emotions, to blow your veins up with funk overdosing
Now who`s that nigga that got your crew bellin?
Not with guns with funk when I rock tracks like Van Halen

I`m in the world, with Jacob`s Ladder
I`m seein a lot of happy copycat rappers actin like they got asthma
They attackin me, they slowin they rhymes down actually
They got factories with little dolls named after me
But it`s no question my funk segment leave the whole atmosphere
pressed-in, I take advantage of niggaz like I was molesterin
Newark New Jersey`s what I represent
Iiiiiiiyiiiihhhhh
My brain be zoned and I phoned home to ET`s home
and to hook me up with stash spots to put my chrome in
Whattup to Prince Street, Avon Ave I roll a spliff with
Fat to be passed through Bedrock and Diamond District
So what the fuck I got clapped on for my truck
Then I laughed cause fuck the cash I just wanted my tape bag
Fantastic fabulous my shit is fat shit
The bomb like Elway throw bombs on John Madden
Fuck that, let`s get to the point, my shit`s the joint, I roast
Motherfuckers from the East coast to the West coast to your breakfast
voltage, I got funk for days by the buckets
PPP packs a bunch of wild motherfuckers

Hold hold hold, wait wait wait
Let me school this bitch
Yo bitch my shit is tight, can any MC do this
*sounds of sex*
And come back on the mic?

I think not, my paper make pen leave nuff ink spots
On blocks where your punk ass still bustin off slingshots
Talkin shit about me when I`m drivin by slowly
Sayin I`m this and that when half y`all punks don`t even know me
Now just for that I let your girl suck my dick from the back
and let your moms give me cornrows on my crack
Cause I`m nasty like that

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