Tonight's Da Night

[00:00.99] Mic check, I can get smooth to any groove
[00:03.80] Relax the tongue, let my mic take a cruise
[00:06.39] Around the planet, pack 'em in like Janet
[00:09.22] Jackson, she's askin' if I can slam it, I'm-
[00:12.54] Yo, yo, Redman, man, what the fuck, man?
[00:15.59] Get the fuck off that punk smooth shit, man
[00:18.95] Get with that rough shit, man, you know how we do
[00:22.35] Mic check, I walk around the streets with a black TEC-9
[00:25.60] By the waistline, kickin' the hype shit
[00:28.40] I never claim to be the best type of rapper
[00:30.53] But have to show them motherfuckers what I'm after
[00:33.59] I'm after the gold, then after that, the platinum
[00:35.96] Beef after that, Hurricane G packs the gat, son
[00:38.82] Trigger, bang, bang, yo, bust the slang, what my name?
[00:41.91] It's the Redman on the funk train
[00:43.83] Psych, you're motherfuckin' right, tonight's the night
[00:46.59] To do what I wanna do, to do it like dynamite
[00:49.27] The work perfected, when the funk been injected
[00:51.85] I roughen up the rough draft to like make your head split
[00:54.54] Punk, pass the forty and the blunt and don't front
[00:57.01] On the block, 'cause when you do front, brothers are gettin' stomped
[01:00.06] I'm not an addict, more like Puff the Magic
[01:02.40] Then pass it when I'm through 'cause my crew (gots to have it)
[01:05.58] I don't claim to be a big rap star
[01:07.66] 'Cause no matter who you are, you'll still catch a bullet scar
[01:10.68] So, listen up and take heed to what I'm sayin'
[01:12.84] 'Cause tonight's the night and me and my niggas ain't playin'
[01:18.28] Fat black bitch, nasty
[01:21.73] Bush bear, booga breath bitch
[01:24.46] Nasty, talk to your tits bitch
[01:28.26] With them nasty Africans, Mr. Bojangles
[01:32.01] Turned up shoes havin' ass
[01:34.25] Lemming leprechaun haircut motherfucker
[01:36.35] You wanna see me get cool, please, save it for the breeze
[01:39.54] 'Cause the lyrics and tracks make me funky like cottage cheese
[01:42.79] Fuck the smooth shit, I get down with the boom bip
[01:45.05] Like Q-Tip, I kick more styles than Bruce shoes kick
[01:48.09] But tonight's the night what I write tonight
[01:50.42] This type of funk with the flavor like Mike 'n' Ike's
[01:53.35] Hanging out with my niggas, my niggas
[01:55.58] The Pack Pistol Posse keep they fingers on the triggers
[01:58.65] I keep the forty between my lap, coolin', rollin' down the highway
[02:01.73] Blunt system pumps 'cause it's Friday
[02:03.64] Roll over to pick my boys up, we raise a lot of noise
[02:05.98] 'Cause we can do that black, so "Get the Bozack", Jack
[02:09.05] Remember, I do the type of evil that men do
[02:11.56] Like cursin' out my window at a bitch and her friend too
[02:14.57] So, turn the volume up a notch
[02:16.32] And watch the ba-bump
[02:18.21] Ba-bump, make your speakers pop
[02:19.81] That's the funk, when it pumps it makes your rump
[02:22.25] Jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump
[02:25.27] But if you wanna see a fly but frantic
[02:27.53] Cool romantic more slicker than my man Rick
[02:30.52] You better check the Yellow Pages under smooth shit
[02:33.54] 'Cause Red ain't down for the bullshit
[02:35.71] Niggas fucked up by lettin' me make an album (how come, rude boy?)
[02:38.57] To get on the mic and let my fuckin' style run
[02:41.52] Nasty fuckin' green thumb Jolly Green niggas
[02:45.33] Tango mango, pickin' havin' ass
[02:49.53] Nasty epileptic disease crazy havin' ass
[02:54.09] Johnny Cash, afro havin'
[02:57.16] Jack of Spades, boots havin'
[02:58.90] Tony Danza, shoes wearin' ass
[03:01.84] B-b-b-black by popular demand, I expand
[03:04.70] My hand to the mic and let my mouth kick the flim flam
[03:07.77] I get sex, I get wreck, I puff mad blunts
[03:10.48] I get vexed, I break necks, punch out gold fronts, chump, you-
[03:13.88] Yo, fuck that, yo, turn this shit off, man (turn that shit off)
[03:16.21] Turn that shit down, man
[03:17.53] Turn this shit off, G
[03:18.88] Boom the new record on, know what I'm sayin'?
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