[Intro: Redman {unknown}] Ay what's good man? {What's good?} Yessir {Mm-hmm!} Love hip-hop baby {Love that music baby} Where all my peoples at out there
never have a dream when I go to sleep at night my dream begins when I walk outside now I'm on stage and I feel like I'm looking through Michael Jacksons
never have a dream when I go to sleep at night my dream begins when I walk outside now I?m on stage and I feel like I?m looking through Michael Jacksons
Here, little t-t-trailer trash, take a look who's back in t-t-town Did I s-st-stutter, motherfucker? Fuck them all He's just a whole motherfuckin' Walmart D-d
't shit for me to feed off, I'm seesaw battlin' But there's way too much at stake for me to be fake There's too much on my plate, I done came way Too
Sucker DJ So listen party people while I got your attention, There's a few more things I'd like to mention My name is Crystal but they call me Dimples D
help and get my people free, but little support, got my thesis on freeze My only option's doin bootlegs for the Japanese Get about eight G's, a heavy
the one to step to You're better off callin' D-Nice "To Your Rescue" Freestyle fanatic, probably the best around As for corny MC's, like Chuck D, I "Shut
? Wrong, it's a drive-by. Niggas catchin' tantrums,because your girl's never safe around the Midnight Phantom. They predicted I'm-a fall; they must be down with Michael Jackson
, you tentative Niggas is sensitive, see how they catching feelings It's so hot, the sweat rise and it wet the ceiling Barracuda, Spit kicker nigga that's
the beats, money came wit' ease But son, he couldn't stop, it's like he had a disease He jacked another and another, Michael Jackson, Stevie Wonder Set
, Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga You can laugh and criticize Michael Jackson if you wanna Woody Allen, molested and married his step-daughter Same press kicking dirt on Michael's
to get to gym and really bust his nuts? The gym teacher never cared he'd join in on the action Make silly gestures and compare him to Michael Jackson
sure you slob My boys [...?] behind the bar Sit back blow smoke from a Cuban cigar What's your mission Looks suspicious I don't get it No permission Back no interest What's
jab I'm not Michael Jackson or the Chubbs but I'm bad Chew up a sucker like a stick of gum And then I spit out the bum once the flavor's done I'm nifty
, and I'm better. Lick my balls, til they are dry, Sorry... come again. Things just ain't the same for Bin Laden, This planet hates me more than Michael Jackson
I could have some friends that's down to the very end Well, that's my homeboys, excuse me, my family And when we conquer the world, we mackin' on the galaxy 'Cuz sky's
, come and meet your maker I'm scary like Michael Jackson up close I like diggin' up dead bodies, look at me I'm gross My name's Violent J but you can