[Intro]
To make the brothers act fools

[Verse]
I got it goin' on since I'm up next to flex
You can bet I drop heavy, so girls grab your Kotex
I catch fits when I blitz a rhyme grit
And my lip gets to the point to rip some more fly shit
Redman ready to rock rough rhymes
Renegade rapper, rip when it's rhyme time
Punk push a pen and pencil when I'm pissed
Pack Pistol Posse, flow some more pro shit
Fee-fi-fo-fum, funky to floor, ayy
Fuck your freak words for foreplay
Quickly, quiet is kept, never quack
On the Q-Tip I quote, I throw lines like a quarterback
A monster, murder motherfucks like Manson
A madman who mutilize men with 9-M-M
Bullets blow bad, brother, back to back I slam
Bread and butter, break beats to Bam Bam
Jump off the jim before I jack my Johnson
I jam like Janet, chew MC's like Swansons
Dennis Stamp, dummy, I'm diggin' a dungeon
Can you dig that I dig deep to destroy dumb-dumbs?
Yes, I am what I am when I jam, bro
My afro's in the house (Yo, yo, yo)
Long as I live large, life will be luxury
Ladies in Lamborghinis, love is like luck to me
Nasty n***a, competition is none
From Newark, New Jersey, knock heads like Mike Nunn
Shit, grab the steel when I'm strokin'
Smoke with shotguns, but the sign said no smokin'
Cool it, kiddo, I control from sea to sea
Cut like Chucky, plus style is cock-D
Superman lover, cool from the new school
Hold your breath while I walk holdin' my jewels
[Outro]
Hardcore to make the brothers act fools
Hardcore to make the brothers act fools
Hardcore to make the brothers act fools
Hardcore to make the brothers act fools