Time 4 Sum Aksion

Redman

Ninety-ninety-motherfuckin'-two Straight from Jersey, the Philly blunt lives on Yo, B, tell 'em how this shit goin' down Time, time for some, time for some action Time, time for some, time for some action Time, time for some, time for some action (come on) Time, time for some, time for some action (yeah) Time, time for some, time for some action Time, time for some, time for some action Time, time for some, time for some action Time, time for some, time for some action (lights, camera, action) Time, time for some, time for some action (let's get ready to rumble) In this corner, we have the funk bodysnatcher P-Funkadelic and I gat ya (uh-huh) Hard enough that I can chew a whole bag of rocks Chew an avenue, chew an off street and off block Then turn around and do the same damn thing to a soloist 'Cause Reggie Noble's pissed I crush the whole brain frame 'Cause you couldn't maintain the funk That have your rap style for lunch, chump (uh-huh) 'Cause '92, I take a whole crew Give 'em a punch of the funk, knock all of their gold tooth loose (wow) To show you what type of stuff I'm on You can't puff or sniff it because I was born with it The Funkadelic devil, hit you with the rap level of ten Then one, two, three, you're pinned I get action, so everybody jump wit your rump If you like the way the sound bump, pump it in your back trunk And let loose with the juice when I do rock I'm too hot, some say I got more juice than 2pac (Straight outta Jersey) You heard me, my brother I'm laughin', time for some action Time, time for some, time for some action Time, time for some, time for some action (yeah) Time, time for some, time for some action Time, time for some, time for some action Time, time for some, time for some action Time, time for some, time for some action (uh-huh) Time, time for some, time for some action Time, time for some, time for some action (yeah) Time, time for some, time for some action Lights, camera, cock back the hammer Straight from the land of the lost I'ma hit you with the funk force That makes you run your rap style back to the crack vile Brotha, then strike a pose like Madonna My mom's kicked me out because I did what I want to The original P-Funk, chump, dump a trunk of funk In your skull caps, 'cause my jaw snaps with the raw rap So color me bad, plus color me black For the funk that I pack, Red, freak it to the funk track (The funky fly stuff) Come on and let me kick (The funky fly stuff) Just to show you where the hell I come from I get dumb with the 1, 1-2 Check my rep, I'm a hit when I have sex (like this) Make you twist to the mist Of a funky brain cell when it's puffed on a spliff And all that, the hi hat, go buy that Listen, look, oops, brother, where your eyes at? They on the floor, pick 'em up While I pour a lil funk down your brain, punk Listen to my name, chump (Redman ready to rock) I got a Glock Then, pow, your body is all over the block Tryin' to step to the, the exorcist, kick it I get mad wicked when Twin cocks the biscuit And blow your head off, just for askin' "Who's the one rappin?" (Poo-pow) Time for some action Time, time for some, time for some action Time, time for some, time for some action Time, time for some, time for some action Time, time for some, time for some action (uh) Time, time for some, time for some action (yeah) Time, time for some, time for some action Time, time for some, time for some action Time, time for some, time for some action Time, time for some, time for some action Yo, 1992, Redman gets paid (yeah) Yeah, know what I'm sayin'? We not goin' for the okey-doke, believe that Hit Squad is definitely in the house (in the house) For the brothers that don't be knowin', what's up? Word is bond, I gotta show them the flava Back to the funk track like Black Sheep My man jump say, uh "Who's the Redman? Where's the Redman?" I kill, I smother, I get down with the (yo, yo, yo, chill) Yo, yo, Red, yo, chill, G Chill, akh It's over, man Yo, you don't gotta say no more, it's over

Written by: George Clinton, Gregory E. Jacobs, Jimmy Mc Cracklin, Larry E. Muggerud, Larry Troutman, Louis M. Freeze, Lowell Fulson, Reggie Noble, Roger Troutman, Senen Reyes, Walter Morrison, William Earl CollinsLyrics © SOUL ASSASSINS INC, BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Word Collections Publishing, DELLA MUSIC PUBLISHING, LLCLyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind

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