Funkorama - Erick Sermon, Redman

We, hah!

This is Funk Doctor Spock!

As we look, at our clocks

We gonna take you, on a ship to another journey

To the Darkside

Hah, we’ve conquered, new evidence, that there is life

My funk prognosis make my brains comatose

One hundred percent funk runs bloodstreams through your nose

I don’t have to be Madonna, to make your eyes freeze

Visine’s for eyes when you smoke the Thai weed

For this, you need a journalist scientist

Keep your eye in this, funk cosmical, far from logical

I blow the spot up in any hood and boondox

Make the bully of the block move and get new locks

Now who kicks that phenomical, astronomical?

Uhh

That’s my nine in you;

feelin' nauseous?

That’s my rhyme in you

I swing funk like nunchucks, my game’s death

That’s cool when I blind fools like Kareem Abdul

Hot like Worchestire, sometimes I get more higher than Cheech

My funk speech make words wear sun visors

I’m gettin' down with the funk in your trunk

Def Squad’s in the house for *95* for all you punks

Coming down the block, man, loud as fuck

You would swear Redman was inside the trunk

Coming down the block, man, loud as fuck

You would swear Redman was inside the trunk

Coming down the block, man, loud as fuck

You would swear Redman was inside the trunk

Coming down the block, man, loud as fuck

You would swear Redman was inside the trunk

Ahhh, I’m just as high as three pilled up motherfuckers

Def Squad’s in the house for *95* you suckers

Punks, y’all chumps, I blew the frame once, twice

I’m dumb nice, I bring my worst lyrics to a gunfight

The top notch, nah fuck that, that notch’s topped

I’m off the meter, I make computer’s catch amnesia

I’m swifter than roller blades on Ice Capades

I’m Fearless like Four plus I’m Kool like Aid

My grammar, slam from here to York, Alabama

I never pull my pants up, I’m nutty like Planters

My style gets Death like Row or Def like Jef

Def like Jam or Squad, or Def like Lep

One, two!

Big up to my niggas on one-deuce

That cocks snaps and busts back at the boys in *blue*

Rrrrrah!

With weed for you!

Who says I can’t burn shit up just like Lisa Lopes?

I cause the ruckus, my area is fucked up

You better off calling them Power Ranger motherfuckers

'Cause Redman will bomb just like Saddam

When I’m loose I’m worldwide like Triple F.A.T.

Goose

Heavily armed

Coming down the block, man, loud as fuck

You would swear Redman was inside the trunk

Coming down the block, man, loud as fuck

You would swear Redman was inside the trunk

Coming down the block, man, loud as fuck

You would swear Redman was inside the trunk

Coming down the block, man, loud as fuck

You would swear Redman was inside the trunk

Coming down the block, man, loud as fuck

You would swear Redman was inside the trunk

Coming down the block, man, loud as fuck

You would swear Redman was inside the trunk

Coming down the block, man, loud as fuck

You would swear Redman was inside the trunk

Coming down the block, man, loud as fuck

You would swear Redman was inside the trunk