Blow Your Mind

[Verse 1]

Ah, look out, it's the Funkadelic funk for chumps

Who don't be knowin' my name, I tear the frame out ya punks

I make ya slide, make ya slip, make ya wanna backflip

I get biz with the skit, I DJ like Quik

The top notch of the block, 'cause I carry a Glock

Holy hot rocks, I'm hot, so give up the props

My style is hummin', comin' at ya, duck or get backed up

Dispatcher, "Red, get freaky to the rapture"

So come on light the buddha, check your honey while I scoop her

The Superfly, Jimmy Fly Snuka rips the roof off

Then hook off on your crew, to the check a-one, two

It's you, who? Redman with the kung fu

Come on and get down and boogie oogie with the rough neck

Hit women like Madonna all the way down to Smurfette

But first get your tables, I roast your whole record label, kids

Yo E (What's up, G?)

Bridge

[Chorus]

And you blow my mind, baby

And you blow my mind, baby (Press rewind if I haven't blown your mind)

And you blow my mind, baby

And you blow my mind, baby (Press rewind if I haven't blown your mind)

[Verse 2]

I do the hustle like Russell, Rush the stage with Simmons

Deadly venom, makes me poison like Michael Bivins

Or a cobra, pop more pop than Coca-Cola

Next to Yoda, I'm a star at war, plus roller coaster

I got my mind made up, girl

Come on and get it if you with it, troop

Krush groovin' smooth as the lightning loops

The kind of loops I sample from a James Brown group

I give credit, 'cause I'm cautious about lawsuits

PsychoBetaP-Funk, got styles hard as tree trunks

For real, punk, you got a blunt, light it 'cause I need one

And get down with the irrelevant funk to make ya jump

With the fly human being, watch me freak it in Korean

저리 가 비켜라 몰라 가라

누구냐? 나다 나 나는 Redman

나보다 잘난~ 내~ 누구~ 나도~forget it

I rip shop in hip-hop, I get props, my lip rocks

The rap stuff's more spooky than movies from Hitchcock

Sit back relax let me rip to the funk track

And press rewind if I haven't blown your mind (Rewind)

[Chorus]

And you blow my mind, baby

And you blow my mind, baby (Press rewind if I haven't blown your mind)

And you blow my mind, baby

And you blow my mind, baby (Press rewind if I—)

[Verse 3]

Let me get busy with the funky fly stuff

'Cause I cut your freakin' eyes out

Fuck Bruce Willis because I die rough

It's the Funkadelic Redman

And I hit ya with the Funkadelic level, the P-Funk, the devil

The spectacular, Blacula, bust holes like Dracula

Load up a course more legend than Acura

I'm swift, I like big spliffs so I tisk tisk a tasket

Plus keep the Glock in my basket

I cough up a lung 'cause I freak it with the tongue

'Cause I can wax on, wax off like Daniel-san

Do the yea yea, boogey say up jump the boogey

To the boogey to the boogey

Thanks to E 'cause he hooked me

So fuck what ya heard, word to Herb

'Cause I mac-a-frama-lama

Plus I kick the grammar, straight from New Jers

It's the renegade rap Redman, really who rip rhymes in rough mode

Yo, hold your breath while I explode

[Chorus]

And you blow my mind, baby

And you blow my mind, baby (Press rewind if I haven't blown your mind)

And you blow my mind, baby

And you blow my mind, baby (Press rewind if I haven't blown your mind)