Welcome (Interlude)

[Skit] (DJ SAYWHAT??) Our phone lines are open for all you high motherfuckers At 1-800-DIKINYABOOTY [Redman] Welcome That's 1-800-dick-in-ya-boo-tay!! [Redman] Welcome *ringing phone is answered* Aiyyo this is Mad Duke callin from Da Bricks I'm on the block with Uncle Quilly and Leroy Sweetdick Gettin my smoke on, for you onionhead motherfuckers Yo this PaceWon from the Outsidaz, dammmn! Welcome to another nineteen ninety-six Funk Doc Spock tape As we take y'all minds on another journey, through the darkside We uplift you! Def Squad force comin through with the ruckus Jammin for all knotty-headed peasy motherfuckers, ahh And for funky bitches, we got a funky thing for you [Bridge: Redman] I said I gets down like that, who am I (Funk Doctor) (as I kiss the sky) I said I gets down like that, who am I (Funk Doctor) (as I kiss the sky) [Verse: Redman] Bomb traum', funkier than Haitian underarms Represent Jersey, the land of firearms Hotwired cars, emptying cigars Afros, fo' fo's, Omni's with momo's As nasty as I come I should be douche I used to be the chief instructor for Bruce Choose your weapon -- A FATALITY Line your crew up now -- BABALITY In nineteen ninety-six bitch ass niggas all in my mix On some rah rah shit, get my rah rah dick! Nuts alert, first sound de alarm on de expert My network, operate sharper than a Gilette works Off the corner style Blinds in Knightening Armor About more Facts of Life than Tootie or Blair Warner Chi-Town where you at (we got your back) D.C. where you at (we got your back) My crew Come Strapped like MC Eiht with nickel plates Gettin mad Dead Presidents ask Larenz Tate I'm, gettin loot rollin craps in the yard Can't be scarred by media, SO FUCK THE MEDIA Most MC's are terrible, unbearable Couldn't get stupid if you were sliced cerebral Ahh no he didn't, act like he's shittin Man you're funnier than Ed Griffin, it's Red's kitchen My infrared's missin, damn I'm slippin I'm out of ammo, yo Crossbreed, stick the clip in