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Time 4 sum
Time 4 sum
4 sum aksion
Let's get to rumble

In this corner we have the body snatcher
P Funkadelic and I gotcha enough
That I can chew a whole bag of
Chew an Avenue, an off street and off block

Then turn around and do the same thing to a soloist
'Cause Noble's pissed
I crush your whole frame
you couldn't maintain the funk

That have your rap style for lunch,
'Cause 92, I a whole crew
them a punch of the funk
Knock all of their gold loose

To show you what type of I'm on
You puff or sniff it
I was born with it
The Devil, hit you with the rap level of 10

Then 1, 2, 3, pinned
I get action, so jump with your rump
If you like the way it sounds
Pump it in back trunk

And let with the Juice when I do rock
I'm too hot, some say I got more then Tupac
(Straight Jersey)
You heard me, my I'm laughin'

Time 4 sum
Time 4 sum
4 sum aksion

Lights, camera, cock back the
Straight the land of the lost
hit you with the funk force
That makes you run rap style back to the crack vile brotha

Then strike a pose like
My mom's kicked me out because I did what I to
The original P-Funk a trunk of funk
Then you saw caps 'cause my jaw snaps the raw raps

So color me bad, color me black
For the funk that I pack, Red it to the funk track
The fly stuff
Come on and let me kick, the funky fly

Just to show you the hell I come from
I get with the 112
Check my rep, I'm a hit when I have sex like
you twist to the list

Of a brain cell when it's puffed on a spliff
And all that, the hi hat, go buy
Listen, look, oops, where your eyes at?
on the floor, pick 'em up

While I a lil' funk down your brain punk
Listen to my chump
Redman ready to rock, I got a
Then, pow, your body is all over the

to step to ths, the Exorcist, kick it
I git mad when the twin cocks the biscuit
And your head off, just for askin'
"Who's the one rappin?"

Time 4 sum
4 sum aksion
Time 4 sum

Yo, 1992, Redman gets paid, yeah, know what I'm
We not goin' for the Okee Doke, believe
Hit Squad is definitely in the
For the that don't be knowin' what's up?
Word is bond, I show them the flava

Back to the funk track, like Sheep
My man, he say, "Who's the Redman?"
"Where's the Redman?"
I kill, I smother, I get down the

Yo, yo, yo, chill, G, chill la, it's man
You ain't gotta say no more, over