Redman - Syrinx lyrics

[Verse 1: Redman] So what I rock the tracks that be weird like that Even to this you couldn't catch me with Fotomat My Mac will leave you more cheeky than the Japs D.O.A. I'll make ya like a big cat Feel the raft of a shaft brother getting dapped Like a little from Brooklyn hangin with nut crack just that Tight n***a that'll light cigars Blow sniffers became fiends to flow spitters f** you, make sure you bring your phone witcha Twist the situation and make your hoe hit ya (Redman) Rock, rock on, open you With the fumes of smoke I left in the vocal booth Disabling plugs and microphone cabling Smoke filled automobiles I rode daily in I hooked the track 'till it blows sh**, for 30 G's I'll ride blindfold With bongos, ha ha [Verse 2: Redman] So hit the road, Jack, and don't you come back sh** I wanna make the cheddar 'till I make base collapse Hit more holes than Minnesota Fats, your brain's been tapped By superior aristocrat Murder 16 bars drunk off of Schnapps Pump so many tracks you might think I do crack Rip the microphone like a hair wrestling match Lick your lips b**h cause your sh** might eat chap You know Nikki D, these fake b**hes be On some bullsh** f**ing with the Triple P Demolish, wax polished This dick I got will make the baddest b**h topless, jobless f** around with it, Red lit it sh** it, got n******gs in Germany blitty Now I'm the new president and selling spinach 50 cent and up, can't handle get the ditty