Redman - Dunfiato lyrics

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Redman - Dunfiato lyrics

[Intro] Hey, hey Muddy f**ing waters mixtape, man I'm high as a b**h up in this motherf**er I need a beat, I need a f**in' beat I don't need no turn up beat, I need some elements Some Hip-hop Let's get back to some elements and sh** (yeah) Josh, I like that man. You like that man? Let's turn that sh** up man (yeah) Lyrical wordplay for y'all. I feel good on this one, man This is how real emcees do it, you know? Yeah, I like that sh** a lot man DUNFIATO! Roll me off, we in the building Check it out (yo) [Verse 1: Redman] When I hit the bong I'm Godzilla taking over Hong Kong Eating wantan wid' a shotgun in long johns It's not unsung No story here to tell, I'm just ready I'm a student before the school bell That prevail my wordplay Thirsty, I bust all three Ks on Martin Luther King birthday Berkeley College, for twenty dollars If I got it, smoke, here enquire my knowledge A little psychotic, I know Rate me, I'm Michael Jordan in the final four fighting with Wayne Gretzky I'm not relevant, let's see Who's spittin? Some of y'all Coke and Pepsi, I can't tell the difference I'm Darryl when I'm pitchin' Before the white girl had 'em twitchin' Now the rap game in my kitchen Easy pickens Rebel wid' a cause My mind is like f** with mine, I'll put your mind on the wall I'm on tour gettin' bread and tattoos and your job is giving Tic Tacs in bathrooms I hate gossip, I'll mash up your media moshpit Release a ba-boom in the chat room My weed bags are vacuum that smuggle Off of one blunt, a b**h gon' f** you (HAHAHA) Chicks Tivo the meatloaf, when I hit they belly Doc droppin' all dimes (RICO!) Take precautions I got a Paul Bearer that build coffins for all rappers and nonsense Nonchalantly I'm thinkin' darker than a convict conscience That's why I'm sweating in the armpits, that's where the bomb is The Game rating my city is like the 80s where Kendrick Lamar live I gotta' harvest the purple at my apartment, across the park I sell pounds to Cartman I think like an orphan, I'm in a zone But it's freestyle so these words might need a home Executive net, I demand respect, check, don't even talk to me or text the wrong tone (OKAY) Stay at bay, um and delay When I ride out, pull pins from these hand grenades You can be amazed or hate it But either way I get it heated like Kanye and Sway I'm done wid' it, I had fun wid' it Stay back and tell your girl come get it She had Mr. Right, now she want Mr. Wrong Now she swing along, like Serena arms

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