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Man
Uh, get ya on

voice
WWKYA, WE'RE YOUR ASS!

G/Jamal
My is worth ten titles
I shit on wrote Bibles, if you don't like me I like you
I liable to load the rifle, hit the roof and you
The shit I spit damaging vitals
Nobody ride through my squad do
Got all y'all suicidal
niggas, take two
You heard the news, break it to ya
We're here to headline the and
Featuring Funk Doc, and the villain
A mic murder for hire, ten grand a
Yo Funk Doc, pass the glock, bitch nigga grillin
I make wit my big dog ?bounce?
Staten Island to the for mo' chips and mo' pounds
Y'all know who really lockin shit down
When we it, don't we all stand out?
hazardarious, clear out
Get ya ass out 'fore I it out
And you what I'm talkin 'bout

Chorus: Redman, Man (Young Zee)
Yo get ya up and get ya high, ha!
Get ya stoned and get ya
Dat's dat shit (like or not, niggas wit the fifth)
Dat's dat shit (like or not, fightin over dick)
Aiyyo we get ya up and get ya (yeah)
Get ya stoned and get ya
Dat's dat (like or not, niggas sleepin wit the fifth)
Dat's dat shit (like or not, fightin over dick)

I'm high-powered, the dog rott
Chocolate thai got Doc cookin minute rice for five hours
You wet cowards, I'm live
Ya bitch ass probably wash ya wit Palmolive
Yo holler, I got the plan printed
Load it and it goes summer jam tickets
Fam can't dig it, pop the wea-sel
You be hidin your peacoat wit people
I cops, roll blocks, no props
Fo' pops, back and we both shot
That's how we go out, are you the type?
To ride down like from a Bug Life?
Watch the movie, haters to eye screw D
Your beef in small claims court, Judy
When you and I meet up, the heat up
Bloody up ya wife then light weed up

Man
I melt wax, Cuban Link react
Breezin through these tracks wit the highest of
me like Monopoly
Pay me you trespass on my property
I'm Dastardly, no use in cop blockin me
Sloppily, woman on the stop-watch clockin me
Possibly I rock well, always watchin me
Livin in the life, my eyes seen atrocity
Undress a kid
When I keeps it movin that means there ain't no me
Constant motivation, the god fiend kings
Proper education, sees everything
How High, just form of elevation
That's why I choose to build from the
Twelve-thirty-one-ninety-nine, times are
these Hot Dog MC's next to Nathan
Allah Math, break the phonograph in
Promoters on bullshit, short wit Johhny cash
(Dat's dat shit) They got rattin on the click
(Dat's dat shit) got bitches fightin over dick
WHERE THE AT, when you're young, broke and black
over there, in the ashtray, who got a match?

Zee
Yeah yeah yeah, Young Zee got fightin over dick

Get ya up and get ya
Funk Doc got fightin over dick

Man
Yeah yeah yeah, Meth-Tical got bitches fightin over dick

(Young Zee)
Get ya up and get ya high (All stupid bitches keep fightin over dick)
Get ya and get ya wide
Get ya up and get ya (HIIIIIGH!)
Get ya stoned and get ya wide (Yeah yeah)
Get ya stoned and get ya high (Fightin dick)
Get ya stoned and get ya ha
Get ya up and get ya high ha (Fightin dick)
Get ya stoned and get ya ha