Winicumuhround

The hype's got me,

I knock 'em out the box then out socks'

Cause winicumuhround, niggaz skate like the rocks

My block's hot, so gimme all you got

When I'm done rockin',

I leave you all doin' the

Bus StopMy format spins wheels like

Pat SajakI rub niggaz out like

Ajax now hit the playback

Rrrwwhwoaah, 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 at Dawn like

Marvin Gaye

Starvin' since the days of

Kindergarten

When I dye my ashes, flip my coffin backwards

Blow shit up like the 4th of

July, with half sticks

And on and on, to the break of

Rae-Dawn Chong

I'm 'Killin'

You Softly' with this song, with this bomb

I'm like the

Bronx 'cause

I Boogie Down

I'm representin'

Jersey motherfucker, winicumuhround

Winicumuhround, homeboy watch yo nugget(Aiyyo, yo, yo Redman, yo that was last album)

Aiyyo fuck it, bust it

The top, notch, look over your sess spots

Get dumb like a whole bag of jumps with red tops

Burn more steam than carpet cleaners

I'm meaner then

I'm iller than

OJ, catchin' a misdemeanor

Boom-bash

I set it off(Right, right)

I shot up your lights while you caught up in the heights

My lyrics starvin', my crew runs like the mob

And the funk butter cup 'cause

I'm a bastard at robbin'

I shake the valleys over

Cali when

I'm spliffed up

Rock a fifth up, that measure nine point oh on the

ErichterAre you tuned in to my tunes it's boom

Y'all niggaz couldn't see me if y'all had zoom

I'm accurate like

Acura, my style's ninety years maximum

Fuel-injected like a

Maxima, wheni'muharound motherfucker

The way I get wreck y'all niggaz 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 hemmoragin' for about two million

And three years move along there's nothing to see here

If I wasn't nice motherfucker,

I wouldn't be here

Yeah, yeah, put metaphors inside a bracket

Def Squad's in the house and motherfucker 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 a freight train

The devil's the conductor

Then take a trip to the darkside motherfuckers

My funky pattern takes interludes around

SaturnI'm more diesel than evil, meant evil like

SebastianDon't try this at home kids,

I zone with

ET'sAnd other alien type of

MC'sSo throw your shit up in the sky'

Cause Redman's about to get live, like one-two-five

I smoke 'High

Times' magazines when

I loungeAnd broken mics and cords is left

Winicumuhround motherfucker