Syrinx - The Rapsody, Redman, Claude Debussy

So what I rock the tracks

that be weird like that

even to this you couldn’t catch

me with photomat

my mack will leave you more cheeky

than the japs D.O.A.

I’ll make up like a big cat

fill the raft

of the shaft brother

gettin DAP like a little

from Brooklyn hangin with

nut crack like that

tight nigger that a light ciggers

blow sniffers *

flow spitters

make sure you bring your phone witcha

twist the situation

and make you hole hit ya

(red man)

rock rock on open you with the fumes of smoke

I left in the vocal booth

disablin’plugs and microphone cablin'

smoke filled automobiles I rode daily in

I * hooked the track till they blow

shit for 30 G’s

I ride blindfold

with bongos

ha ha ha

uh ah uh ah uh ah

so hit the road Jack

and don’t you come back

shit I wanna make the cheddar

till I make bass collapse

hit more holes than Minnesota Fats

you’re brains been tapped

my superior aristocrat

murder 16 bars

drunk off o snaps

pumped so many tracks

you might think I do crack

rip the microphone like a hair wrestlin match

lick your lips bitch

cause your shit might eat chap

you know Nikki D.

these fake bitches be awsome bullshit *ing with the triple P demolish wax polish

this dick I got

will make the baddest bitch topless

jobless

red litty

shitty

got niggers in Germany blitty

now I’m the new president

and sellin spinach

50 cents and up can’t handle get there *

hu ha check check it out

friggy, diggy, jiggy diggy

check it out

doctors in the house

don’t like what I’m sayin

got the nigger

shit is bad, bad, bad, bad

the year 2000