Rockafella

Well it's that brother coming six billion feet from beneath And you should be peep-in how I get smoked-out on the weekend I swing it to my crew or down to my fans Schoolin hell of stackas like final exams Cause, it's the Funkadelic, hit you with the irrelevant Elements, and it's coming through your block Can't you smell it trick? Wanna copy-cat my whole format So you get funk tracks, punch lines and skull hats Huh! Got a little Redman in town Who's that effin clown soundin wack with the frown? I don't know man, but you better warn him what I would do Wild out on his staff like birds one and two My crew runs thicka than syrup from the borough You get hurt up, word up, Jam-med like Pearl Knock off from blood clot puff on the rough block R.I.P. my man, Rockafella, it don't stop On and on, and it don't quit Redman rockin on to the funky shit, c'mon On and on, and it don't quit Redman rockin on to the funky shit I said Jersey's in the house Jersey's in the house I said Brooklyn's in the house Brooklyn's in the house I said Uptown's in the house Uptown's in the house I said the Bronx in the hidouse The Bronx in the hidouse Newark, New Jersey, rock rock on, word is bond I'm comin in swarms, so turn your flashlights on Due to difficulty, my style flows while it travels across the planet In 48 Hours like Nick Nolte Droppin the flavor, stay Sky high like Pager I'm magical like Fantasia on paper I Saw the Light like Kraftwerk, of course When the T-L-A Rock shock the stuff, It's Yours! To your drawers, your record label got your staff gassed Thinkin you gonna sell two mil cakes real fast But you flopped, and your image choked like a tec Now, who freakin style your ass gonna steal next? Are there any more imitators in the house? There are no Bust like NBA Jams, and you can have Chicago Catch the cargo, funky like a bag of Bravos Way back, when I used to pump 92 KTU and Carlos Huh! I just stay funky like that Make you wanna my style like a junkie on crack Trick, you better back the freak up, for real now When I break it down from Newark NJ to IllTown On and on, and it don't quit Redman rockin on to the funky shit, c'mon On and on, and it don't quit Redman rockin on to the funky shit I said Virginia's in the house Virginia's in the house I said Cali's in the house Cali's in the house I said Atlanta's in the house Atlanta's in the house North Carolina's in the house Carolina's in the house Yoo-hoo watch the birdie! While Red wreck your brains early If rap was B-Ball, I'd have assists like James Worthy Dribble the rock if you got the hots to get your knot rocked Twice my device, Run-D.MC's from my Rock Box Hey you, better Come Clean like Jeru Before I take phase two and do another pay-per-view To your crew, I give a boom bip to Q-tip Standin tall like Shaq, honey I'm back, this ain't Blue Chips The new stuff, creamin brothas like Breyers He's heating up nah, brotha, I'm on fire! Dribble dribble shootin three pointers to the drum trick Try to take my style? BLAOW! and one DJ Twinz in the house for the nine-square My man Shaft, you don't know you better ask