Ahh Redman..
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Do you feel that the blacks in your community
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are still mad at the racial situation?
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[Red]Yeah they still mad
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And if you don't take that funny smirk off your face
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I'ma kick your...
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Over three hundred ghetto-related crimes happened
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in Newark, New Jersey alone -- still the saga continues
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[Redman]
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Stick em up, STICK EM UP! I got the jammie to your vest punk
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Don't make a move! Before I choose to make your guts run
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all over the block, cause my stomach's in a knot
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and it growls twenty-four hours a day around the tick-tock
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I got roaches and vats of the rats carryin bats and gats
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so I *farting noise* 'fore I snack Jack
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Because I'm not down with water from the hydrant
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My moms takin a bath and my brother's next arrivin
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I gotta think of a plan so I can eat
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I haven't had a cracker for weeks so my mouth leaks
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I squat up, cause I'ma set up this kid, carryin loot out
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from Burger King and what I'ma do is..
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run up on him, SNATCH the bag of money, then bust the dummy!
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Cause my man when I think of a plan there's no shorts take
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Cause I pack jammies inside of my Nordface, coat
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Had the black brother on scope
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No joke's what I am cause the man's a pure pro
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(Yo my man you got a light?
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Yeah give me the effin money too G!) Yo STOP STOP STOP!
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Took the money then I dipped with the quickness
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The plan went well so I got down to the business
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Opened up the bag it was filled with paper
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I thought I freaked the funk but now starts the caper
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Cause I was set up, now I have to go head up with the cops
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What they carryin? Black glocks (shit's thick!)
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What's the next move? My life's on the line
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Bullets in their clips and none in mine
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Sirens on, once again it's on
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I fell (OW!) and then the black glocks went POW!
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I got snuffed and I got bust
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Now the only thing I'm sniffin is dust, cause it's
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("It's so rough!") 5X
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Me and Erick Sermon takin a trip Uptown
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In the ? run a blast and my tape pumpin ganja
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Since Erick got props
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I step to this hottie with more damn body than a chop shop
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Flexed the jewels then she chose to talk to me
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It was no doubt that baby cakes was hawkin me
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So I kicked it, upped the digits, terrific
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Not knowin she was scopin me cause I was MAD splifted
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Later on that week honeydip freaked the funk
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Playin Redman and Erick out like two chumps
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Callin him weekdays, callin me weeknights
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(Who had her weekends?) Whichever man would freak right
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Things got cozy one night like dynamite
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We stripped to bare backs and took care of the bare facts
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No hats? Went Funkadelic
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Took a splash, you know how that go fellas
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Two months later (see you later alligator)
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She was pissed and, I ended up seein my position
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She took a blood test, she took a head check
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Looked at me thinkin, "Why the hell he isn't dead yet?"
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Then I asked her, "Why you lookin at me?!"
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She said, "Redman because you have the HIV"
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Called Erick and his set, that girl, don't mess around!
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Too late, cause Erick already had his drawers down
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Cause it's
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("It's so rough!") 3X
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[R] Cause it's so rough!
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To all my brothers wear your hats wear your hats
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You can either get with this or you can either catch the claps
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And to my sisters, make em wear they prophyl-lastic
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Cause it's drastic, havin another ghetto bastard
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Think I'm vyin for a piece of butt? Honey you must be nuts
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You better settle for a wet kiss so pucker up
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Cause you end up messin around catchin the heebie jeebies
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Lookin like WHODUNNIT? Witcha face up on the TV
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So next time you want sex, get wreck, but protect
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cause you could be like sexin to your last death
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And if you still don't know the time, press rewind
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cause the next thing you might hear is a flatline
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[BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP]
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So Ruff
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Redman |