[Intro: Redman]
Welcome to the Red Gone Wild show-show, yeah
Yeah, yeah
For all the ghettos across America
Well all right-right-right-ri-right cha-cha-cha-cha
Red Gone Wild
Yo this is Two Tec and I'll slap the shit out of a motherfucker, Red Gone Wild
Gilla (Gilla House n***as)
Red, Gone, Wild

[Chorus: Redman & E3]
Yeah
I can feel your fire
When you n***as feel cold and your flows ain't got it no more n***a?!
I can feel your fire
Yeah n***a. You know what it is n***a, Gilla House n***a

[Verse: Redman]
Yo check me out yo yo yo
Red gone wild, more stunts than The Fall Guy
A buncha wild drunk n***as yellin' raw ha!!
While you tryna get your weight up, but we on fire
Gilla House don't die, leave da spot bone dry
I want it all, R and E-D-M-A
N, cock the semi
A little henny in me
It's like ya black hawk down, I blast like a skinny
Roll up to the jam and party like Little Penny
My watch ain't for showin' time, it's for show and tell
And I got it from sellin' dimes on AOL
I'm off the hook, lookin' young, you gray as hell
You off the hook cause punk you ain't pay your bills
Redman the truth n***a, put my name on it
Gilla House, die harder than John McClane on it
I'm smokin' sour diesel, gettin' head on my couch
From a chick that resemble Rosie Perez in the mouth
Simon Says swallow it ma, Knock don't spit it out
Y'all got fat, I got a plan for y'all slimmin' down
I ain't playin' no games n***a, I'mma take it there
Break it there, Visine your block, till I make it clear, n***a?!
[Chorus: Redman & E3]
I can feel your fire
When you n***as gettin' cold and your flows ain't got it no more you like...
I can feel your fire
Brick city on my back, Doc Grizzley on the track
Have ya hood sayin'
I can feel your fire
East coast, west coast, down south, world wide, everybody like...
I can feel your fire
Welcome me back like Carter, welcome back the father
Keep it gutta, no problems
Bitch!!!