Time 4 Sum Aksion - Redman

Time 4 sum aksion

Time 4 sum aksion

Time 4 sum aksion

Let's get ready to rumble



In this corner we have the funk body snatcher

P Funkadelic and I gotcha hard enough

That I can chew a whole bag of rocks

Chew an Avenue, chew an off street and off block



Then turn around and do the same damn thing to a soloist

'Cause Reggie Noble's pissed

I crush your whole brain frame

'Cause you couldn't maintain the funk



That have your rap style for lunch, chump

'Cause 92, I take a whole crew

Give them a punch of the funk

Knock all of their gold tooth loose



To show you what type of stuff I'm on

You can't puff or sniff it

Because I was born with it

The Funkadelic Devil, hit you with the rap level of 10



Then 1, 2, 3, you're pinned

I get action, so everybody jump with your rump

If you like the way it sounds punk

Pump it in your back trunk



And let loose with the Juice when I do rock

I'm too hot, some say I got more Juice then Tupac

(Straight outta Jersey)

You heard me, my brother I'm laughin'



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Time 4 sum aksion

Time 4 sum aksion



Lights, camera, cock back the hammer

Straight from the land of the lost

I'ma hit you with the funk force

That makes you run your rap style back to the crack vile brotha



Then strike a pose like Madonna

My mom's kicked me out because I did what I want to

The original P-Funk stroke a trunk of funk

Then you saw caps 'cause my jaw snaps with the raw raps



So color me bad, plus color me black

For the funk that I pack, Red freak it to the funk track

The funky fly stuff

Come on and let me kick, the funky fly stuff



Just to show you where the hell I come from

I get dumb with the 112

Check my rep, I'm a hit when I have sex like this

Make you twist to the list



Of a funky brain cell when it's puffed on a spliff

And all that, the hi hat, go buy that

Listen, look, oops, brother where your eyes at?

There on the floor, pick 'em up



While I pour a lil' funk down your brain punk

Listen to my name chump

Redman ready to rock, I got a glock

Then, pow, your body is all over the block



Tryin to step to ths, the Exorcist, kick it

I git mad wicked when the twin cocks the biscuit

And blow your head off, just for askin'

"Who's the one rappin?"



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Time 4 sum aksion

Time 4 sum aksion



Yo, 1992, Redman gets paid, yeah, know what I'm sayin'

We not goin' for the Okee Doke, believe that

Hit Squad is definitely in the house

For the brothers that don't be knowin' what's up?

Word is bond, I gotta show them the flava



Back to the funk track, like Black Sheep

My man, he say, "Who's the Redman?"

"Where's the Redman?"

I kill, I smother, I get down with the



Yo, yo, yo, chill, G, chill la, it's over man

You ain't gotta say no more, it's over