RedMan

Blood pressure increasing like the crime rate From the salt they dish Like Mrs. Dash This how you bring the season in Bill collectors on hold Cause Ben beeping in I can put something on it Now let my people in Got me spitting out shit Extra large depends God forgive my sins With every breath in him Get my mama living right Order steps for my children Don't need to own the lobby I want the whole building The root of ya problem Without the filling Let me see bite that As I numb ya feelings This novocaine This on demand These hoes deranged Can't hold my name Barack account hope and change But I deal with it Like a full deck This a full course and I ain't full yet So keep the food coming As I para diddle the flow and keep these thoughts drummin They got to Give me something They said I wouldn't cut it Now I'm sharper than some Dayton's on a cutlass Let's talk about budget Need two mill Redman Toya Luckett They said I wouldn't cut it Now I'm sharper than some Dayton's on a cutlass Let's talk about budget Need two mill Redman Toya Luckett Muthafuckas got me out here fighting temptation When my daddy was a rolling stone dealing with Satan The medicine woman from the bayou Told me some niggas gonna try you So I came to short ya pain like a haiku Daddy wasn't Warbucks no adoption nigga He saw that baddest chick and propositioned with her Took her back to the crib Got off in shawty ribs Then she gave the birth to a young fly little nigga I tried to heal the game but the flow got sicka Slyest fox and I'm proud Who's tongue is slicker PATented with the vowels so I had to tongue Patricia Twin to synonyms so I'm now banging her sister Fucks to keep the grind up So please don't mind us From the Carolinas Where the cops do line ups Then they closing up the trunk Left the song unsung This came from my daddy's lungs I'm a son of a gun They said I wouldn't cut it Now I'm sharper than some Dayton's on a cutlass Let's talk about budget Need two mill Redman Toya Luckett They said I wouldn't cut it Now I'm sharper than some Dayton's on a cutlass Let's talk about budget Need two mill Redman Toya Luckett Gun to my head and they prayin I pull it Put the story of my life in the form of a bullet Bang Walk straight but the lines are crooked Or I'm just drunk off lies And realize That ain't too many caring for you If you got and they don't Then they praying for you To pitfall I'm just loading up my pen To quickdraw Think I'm talking to myself but it's thin walls So I know that you hearing me Buck chump and get turned to deer meat DNA said ain't no fear in me Vision blurry but it seems so clear to me That paradise don't seem so fine Block hot so they feast swine Or swine feast on them Bodies hanging so the tree branch limp Jay rich Want to be like him Or just a minor portion Still glad Diane didn't seek abortion