negroes!. the head banger
parrish smith gettin wreck
ka-rank the boombox as my sound knock from blocks
and bust grills you take snapshots
kid you play me too close
an outlaw like jesse james
to hell with the bitches and the so-called fame
strictly biz to hard as i climb charts
bustin heads daily as i compose like mozart
i'm sinking mad deep no shorts and no sleep
i'm bugged like a tapped phone
so get a grip and don't slip or catch a clip
from the infrared aimed at your head as i blast my target
make an mc stop and chill and say he's all that
roll with the hit squad. down with the head banger
parrish smith gettin wreck
you wonder where i've been
omen possessed by the devil
and i'll play the runnin rebel
hit squad spark the blunt
even julie brown at the palladium
i'm from the boondocks so i knows the flavor
sometimes i curse but now
a brand new lp so mind your business
you wanna buy the cassette? stop by sam goody
yo where's my hoodie? i wanna be hard and cause some ruckus
talk with the b-boy slang and blast some suckers
as taught as a kid or told
cause i could be a head banger
parrish smith gettin wreck
i'm the original rap criminal
spell spray duck means my trigger finger digital
they should dip when i get mad
and pissed cause i can make him my target
braggin em taggin em draggin em mad hollow-point rhymes in my mic
choose smith or assault over magnum
and then you faggots gonna off me
i'm sure you know the deal that my nine can box
i knock punks out quick like evander holyfield
subscribers of my style here's a contribution
let's say you want a shovel layer parkin mc's like cars
to rappers wanna tempt me
i break the steer shift and leave em empty
so i'mma call a ho tow truck
to come tow truck your weak side show
back on the scene is the incredible one man team
when i get mad i turn green
the fugitive's gone peace
to all you non movin spectators
parrish smith gettin wreck
surprise niggaz! the original p-funk funks you up
i take a hit from a spliff then i get biz with the new cut
because i can jam like teddy if you let me
a good fella but still rugged like joe pesci
my style is mad funka-to-the-delic with the irrelevant
shit that i kick backflip semi-full bitch
deduct and i dip then i switch
to an incredible nigga with a nickle nine on the hip
i always got played by a honeydip
but now i'm on the money tip so now i call the honeydip honey bitch
and swing hardcore because that's where i come from
and burn scrubs like a dum-dum
last album i was hardcore
now i'm back to tear the frame out your asscrack
and what you see is what you get and what you're gettin is your
hit you with the funkdafied figure
funk times stuffed in your back trunk punk
yes the redman that's what they call me
wicked with the style you think i have cerebral palsy
cause i freak the styles crazy
the funkadelic devil hit your ass with a level from the new school
and still holdin my jewels!
parrish smith gettin wreck