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Give me dap To being the first one to bring the zepp pap to rap Look at that, i got the whole house jumpin' Off the hook, like my little black book Uhhuh The original flavor, Run-DMC era Microphone terror, so who can do it betta? Redman, Crossbreed Aiyyo, why the fuck you tryin to get funky on me nigga? Coming with the sickedest motherfuckers in the perimeter huh whooo! I'm in the mixture, i recite funk scripture Freeze you, like Kodak picture, cheesy Expertise, doper than these grown trees I'm on the money strap, so you can call me Donny Fry hyper, Professional lyrical sniper Who comes tighter, than the version, servant Aiyee! I split precise, spleen splitter Return my physical presence to the borough of the hard hitters I devour, night sun shower, menace last hour, weak man's last power Body, the six four mind shotty The one you handle, second dimension mind vandal Laceratin your retina for tryin to see this As I'm flowin through the prism of the XD See at forty belows I freak flows that burn your nose When you inhale the verbal blows, case closed Chorus:

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Redman - Funkorama (Remix) [Paroles - Lyrics]

Yeah, one room, Representing, Def Squad coast, yeah, ah, y'all know bout that? Give me dap To being the first one to bring the zepp pap to rap Look at that, i got the whole house jumpin' Off the hook, like my little black book Uhhuh The original flavor, Run-DMC era Microphone terror, so who can do it betta?

Se souvenir de moi. All lyrics are property and copyright of their owners. Redman, Crossbreed Aiyyo, why the fuck you tryin to get funky on me nigga?

Timbaland Brick City Mashin'! Coming with the sickedest motherfuckers in the perimeter huh whooo! Shucky ducky quack quack, on that ass crack Got blaston, i blast back, Funkorama I got a trunk o' trauma, to smoke constant Dramas caused by the bomb shit, love ya momma [Hook]X2 Redman saying beginning and end of hook until song fades.

Check it [Erick Sermon] It goes, knick knack, patty-wack, give a dog a bone You a customer, so kneel before me, the E Matter of fact, like the group home. I split precise, spleen splitter Return my physical presence to the borough of the hard hitters I devour, night sun shower, menace last hour, weak man's last power Body, the six four mind shotty The one you handle, second dimension mind vandal Laceratin your retina for tryin to see this As I'm flowin through the prism of the XD See at forty belows I freak flows that burn your nose When you inhale the verbal blows, case closed Chorus: Amazing grace how sweet the sound is of the fo' pound To blast all these sound men that got the po' sound Yippie-yi-yay, motherfuckers here's the show down But since we're broke now with dope sounds now here we go now Check the motion while I be puffin the pot-enent Blow spots and urban networks with other experts Plus this thing between my ear thinks clear And the only thing it fears is the man upstairs So fuck your bulletproof gear If I decide to get your ass you better believe it's more than a blast boo-ya More like rough paragraphs out Alcatraz And ash, your staff, let the grime our your ass Everybody's hustling with sons toting guns When Reggie Noble's sprung we stick nuns that got funds Bomb niggaz like they did in Oklahoma Freez, you're froze, Def Squad UHH, case closed.

Things ain't easy, cuz we be, strugglin day to day A bunch of stressed black men with not really much to say Twistin up some brown paper that we struggle just to get With the deaf dumb and blind become mentally equipped As I extend my pen to wreak havoc on paper I execute and burn MC's like Absolut with no chaser Strong as chemical the general with rhymes Past wreckin mics, I make the earth shatter like the 7th sign My drama bringer bring about a new order I'm sending a plague through your town like God to Sodom and Gomorrah Your deacon, my vocals actions got you speechless Make gangsta niggaz wanna go home and talk the cheapest No man alive could bend on we, beatin on rappers literally X3D beez up on the streets dimensional trilogy Got no love for foes, no respect for grimy hoes Nuff said, XD blowin up, case closed.

I split precise, spleen splitter Return my physical presence to the borough of the hard hitters I devour, night sun shower, menace last hour, weak man's last power Body, the six four mind shotty The one you handle, second dimension mind vandal Laceratin your retina for tryin to see this Funkorrama I'm flowin through the prism of the XD See at forty belows I freak flows that burn your nose When you inhale the verbal blows, case closed.

You better tell them, or hide them I redmah more focused than White lens when I'm inside them Yo, E, Scream on these stinking MC's Three times three, reality, virtuality, can't see I plant seeds and MC's that can't Fertilize their rhymes, i drop lines till they can't breathe!

Yo, don't you know, who I am motherfucker? Yo, don't you know, who they are motherfucker? funkorana

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You got a crew? Why the fuck you tryin to get funky on me nigga?

All funjorama provided for educational purposes only. I'm in the mixture, i recite funk scripture Freeze you, like Kodak picture, cheesy Expertise, doper than these grown trees I'm on the money strap, so you can call me Donny Fry hyper, Professional lyrical sniper Who comes tighter, than the version, servant Aiyee!

Aiyyo, why the fuck you tryin to get funky on me nigga?

Di dick check Yo! Your hearing aid is needed, stay weeded I'm con seconded than we bleeding eardrums repeating The bombzee taking the heat since i was a fetus Rocking Adidas when i first sipped on Easy Jesus Copastetic, how you like it, hold it, shredded Mice get breaded, saute, cause I'm a pro at wetting I'm getting, smarter funkirama AJ 86 You beating me?