Redman – Winicumuhround Lyrics
Artist: Redman
Song: Winicumuhround
The hype’s got me, I knock ’em out the box then out socks
Cause when I come around, n#gg#s skate like the rocks
My block’s hot, so give me all you got
When I’m done rocking, I leave you all doing the Bus Stop
My format spins wheels like Pat Sajak
I rub n#gg#s out like Ajax now hit the playback
Rrwoahh, look out, roast ’em like cookouts
I’m smoked out, all you MC’s, pull your books out
Word is bond it’s on I get it on like Marvin Gaye
Starving since the days of Kindergarten
When I die my ashes flip my coffin backwards
Blow sh#t up like the 4th of July, with half sticks
And on and on, to the break of Rae-Dawn Chong
I’m Killing You Softly with this song, with this bomb
I’m like the Bronx, cause I Boogie Down
I’m representing Jersey m#th*rf#ck*r, when I come around
When I come around, homeboy watch your nuggets
The top, notch, look over your sess spots
Get dumb like a whole bag of jumps with red tops
Regina Steamer Carpet Cleaner, I’m meaner
Then I’m iller than OJ, catching a misdemeanor
Boom-bash I set it off right (right)
I shut off your lights while you caught up in the heights
My lyrics starving, my crew runs like the mob and
The funk butter cup, cause I’m a b#stard at robbing
I shake the valleys over Cali when I’m spliffed up
Rock a fifth up, that measure 9.0 on the Erichter
Are you tuned in to my tunes it’s booming
Y’all n#gg#s couldn’t see me if y’all had zoom lens
I’m accurate like Acura, my style’s
90 years maximum, fuel-injected like a Maxima
When I’m around, m#th*rf#ck*rs
The way I get wreck y’all n#gg#s call it mic check
I’m vexed and if I got an itchy finger like Bernard Geotz
With a pad and a pen I blend funky images
That leave your girl hemmoraging for about two million and
Three years move along there’s nothing to see here
If I wasn’t nice m#th*rf#ck*r I wouldn’t be here
Yeah, yeah, put metaphors inside a bracket
Def Squad’s in the house and m#th*rf#ck*r we can back it
Come test your skills for real with a bomb bang boom bang
The sound makes your brains wet, with The Color Purple
On the freight train, the devil’s the conductor
Let’s take a trip to the darkside m#th*rf#ck*rs
My funky pattern takes interludes around Saturn
I’m more diesel than evil medieval like Sebastian
Don’t try this at home kids, I zone with
E.T.’s, and other alien type of MC’s
About to get live, like one-two-five
I smoke High Times magazines when I lounge
And broken mics and cords is left when I come around, m#th*rf#ck*r
…partridge and a pear tree
To the girls that wanna sex you up
Mess you up
Lick you from ear to ear from chest to butt
*Yo hol’ up later maybe*
*I’ll lick you where I’ll drives you crazy*
Ohhhh!
*Yeah, yeah*
Ohhh!
*Give it up, give it up, give it up, give it up, huh*
(Yo, check it out, we gon set this sh#t off like this)
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From the album:
Dare Iz A Darkside [Explicit]
Release Year: 1994