מילים לשיר Noorotic – Redman

Y'all motherfuckers buckle y'all motherfuckin seatbelts I can't tell y'all what the weather's like cuz my radio's fucked up If you need to get high there's a mask and shit in the overhead compartment 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 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 Yo yo that nigga Red be frontin Felt like menopause, I make niggaz act like beatches Woo! I just don't give a FUCK I bite your whole nipple off, sick like sickle Travel around my curse universe Droppin the slang, I'll bust your brains with the real shit Come hit my blunt so I can make y'all feel it I'm droppin 98.7 degrees down to Red Alert 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 Not with guns with funk when I rock tracks like Van Halen Now who's that nigga that got your crew bellin? I'm seein a lot of happy copycat rappers actin like they got asthma I'm in the world, with Jacob's Ladder 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 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 So what the fuck I got clapped on for my truck Whattup to Prince Street, Avon Ave I roll a spliff with Then I laughed cause fuck the cash I just wanted my tape bag Fat to be passed through Bedrock and Diamond District 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 PPP packs a bunch of wild motherfuckers Motherfuckers from the East coast to the West coast to your breakfast Hold hold hold, wait wait wait voltage, I got funk for days by the buckets Let me school this bitch Yo bitch my shit is tight, can any MC do this And come back on the mic? I think not, my paper make pen leave nuff ink spots Talkin shit about me when I'm drivin by slowly On blocks where your punk ass still bustin off slingshots Sayin I'm this and that when half y'all punks don't even know me and let your moms give me cornrows on my crack Now just for that I let your girl suck my dick from the back Cause I'm nasty like that.