down south funk
Singer:redman
all the way to motherfuckin georgia
to north motherfuckin carolina
barefoot walkin motherfuckers
guess who's bout to stomp tonight?
so charge us with what-what-ever you feel
clappin those with rap deals
i'm lukewarm and still perform like a champ
so who's dropping shit on what day? my click's the greatest
or feel the effect of hi-atus
shit shuts down when the squad's around
it's hexed like white man from town
three the hard way can't be touched
there's two on the way down
is y'all niggaz down to ride?
would you kill for your life?
can you get busy all night?
i got the down south funk when i clown out punk-ass
police wanna call dogs and sound off pumps
i short your blaupunkts if you thump my tape
yo dial funk if you're mo' stiff than riker's isle bunks
the tracks plow underground concrete out the streets
more flags than puerto rican day parade
barefooted off my rhyme don't dare cook it
you might fall in to intervene
and new jacks and they girl become pookie and that
that bodybag won't fit you tonight
you wanna blow up? drop the mic
hand to hand my crew'll cripple your click in a fight
take my tapes way down south and triple the price
step up on the scene like whazzup? hey sugah
before you cock-tease doc
and only way i stop til your click say when
cause i could bump to six a.m. is y'all niggaz down to ride?
would you kill for your life?
can you get busy all night?
of antagonizing anxiety attacks
the beat hits the ground and the earth cracks
oh no not them!" yeah we back