Dunfiato

[Intro]

Hey, hey

Muddy fucking waters mixtape, man

I'm high as a bitch  up in this motherfucker

I need a beat, I need a fuckin' beat

I don't need no turn up beat, I need some elements

Some Hip-hop

Let's get back to some elements and shit (yeah)

Josh, I like that man. You like that man?

Let's turn that shit 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 shit a lot man

D'un fiato!

Rome, York, 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 fuck 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 bitch gon' fuck 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 gang rate in 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