The Red

Yeah, man, you hear that? You here that ****, Right there? Damn!

Haha,Y'all ****** like, "What the **** is this?"(****!)

Damn, look at this, what kinda luck is this?

Uh, Madlib and Dilla is the illest, my *****

Only haters holla, they can't feel us

****** wanna get looser then we?

But just gon' be a loser to me and Dilla

Killa, talkin' 'bout how you peal caps, but *****

You softer than a pillow

Backslapin' ya neck while you covered in rep

'Cause you bluffin' and you ain't said nothin' to spec

(that ***** always lyin') (hey, pass the ****)

Anyway I'm straight high off the trees

Your girl don't wanna lie, she just wanna get on her knees

Turn it up, y'all ****** must be outta ya head

If your system ain't up to the red

Yo, what was that you said right there, what was that?

It's the leeway, instant replay, instant relay

Instant MC, producer, and DJ

I do this **** without a cell beeper or 3-way

You're comin' off like like a gilet (anyway)

Ay, peace to A.G, peace to Pete Rock

Diamond D, peace to Seiji (oh ****, look over there)

Yo, that *****'s wild like wildlife animals

Hannibal, cannibals (whoop, what else?)

Um, male fascists, womanizers

Nymphos, ****** in disguises

(ay, watch out! What else?)

Fine women that like pretty women, some ass women

Some titty women (mostly shitty women)

Y'all ****** must be outta ya head

If your system ain't up to the red

Ah,

Get Ready.

Let's Go!

Ha!