Redman&MethodMan - Da Rockwilder Lyrics
[Redman]
Oh my god!
[Method Man]
Owwwwwww!
Microphone checker,
Swinging sword
lecture,
Closing down the sector,
Supreme neck
protector,
Bet I won again Mister Metha warmin pot,
About to blow his head from the pressure,
Too hot for TV
fo sheazy,
Too many wanna be hard be easy,
Is all in
together,
Going all not together
It don´t take
much to please me,
Still Homes are never satisfy like the
stoners,
We don´t condome bitin in the sellin
crossbones,
Protectin what I´m writin,
Don´t
clash with the Titan,
Who blast with a licence
To kill
rap presitance,
C´mon in the zone with ya Nigga from
the Group Home.
TICAL!! (F**k your lifestyle)(*blows out
wind*)
Put your lights out!
Got the shit the
cra*kin,
Got you feinin with your pipes out,
Time for
some action,
Surfin the Avenue,
Mad at You,
Where
I used to battle crews,
Back when Antionette had that
attitude,
Cover me I´m goin in,
Walls closin
in,
Got us bustin off these pistols,
My Niggaz got
issues again.
Same song,
armed with a mega bomb.
Blow you out the frame
and I´m gone.
[Redman]
Yo,
I was goin to Buck these Romes,
Cellular Phones,
Doc-Meth back in the flesh,
Blood
and bone,
Don´t condome spit bank loans and
homegrown,
Suckers break like Turbo in a no zone,
When
I,
Grab the broom,
Moon-walk platoon hawk
My
goons spark.
Leave you in a blue lagoon lost (truuuuue).
Three nines and a glove with masu,
Did die in the car,
Why bee had on the boss.
Haters don´t touch,
Wait us both up,
Got my neighbor doped up,
Got the
cable hooked up.
All channels,
Lift my shirt,
All mammal,
You ship off keys and we ship Grand
Pianoes.
Sawed-off Shotgun,
Hand on the pump.
Sippin on a 40,
Smokin on a blunt.
Bust my gun,
Red and Meth gettin jumped,
La la la la, la la la
laaaaaaa....
Yeah,
C´mon,
Red and Meth
gettin jumped!
La la la la, la la la
laaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa....