Noorotic

[Production by Rockwilder & Reggie Noble]

[Intro]

Y'all motherfuckers buckle y'all motherfuckin seatbelts

If you need to get high, there's a mask and shit in the overhead compartment

I can't tell y'all what the weather's like cuz my radio's fucked up

And if we should experience any type of motor difficulty

Don't panic, take one more hit off the oxygen mask

Calmly put your hands between your legs

And kiss your black ass goodbye!!

[Verse 1]

I'm swift like a motherfuckin gift for Christmas

When I send my vapors off like Halls menthalyptus

My verbs and nouns shatter walls of underground

Let me be blunt: I like crackin brews with bitches

The ninety-four era I cause terror, whatEVER

Rainin on you punks with the funk, so get your umbrellas

My guns cruise, tennis shoes, what's happenin

I got clapped on, now I'm the one doin the clappin

I'm Flexi Wit Da Tec like Artifacts make Memorex

Blow tape decks when I'm more strapped than latex

Felt like menopause, I make niggas act like beatches

Yo yo that nigga Red be frontin -- with they ass full of stitches

Woo! I just don't give a FUCK

I bite your whole nipple off, sick like sickle-cell anemia

Travel around my curse universe

I'm droppin 98.7 degrees down to Red Alert

Droppin the slang, I'll bust your brains with the real shit

Come hit my blunt so I can make y'all feel it

Abuse niggas verbally so call DYFS

I'm a warrior, to the heart, but I didn't kill Cyrus

Noorotic, my style format rocks the project

I get as ill as chief of police on narcotics

Give me a time and I'll free your mind and lick your

Funky emotions, to blow your veins up with funk overdosage

Now who's that nigga that got your crew bellin?

Not with guns with funk when I rock tracks like Van Halen

[Hook (2x)]

Fuck you, Redman!

(Motherf-, fuck you!)

[Verse 2]

I'm in the world, with Jacob's Ladder

I'm seein a lot of happy copycat rappers actin like they got asthma

They attackin me, they slowin they rhymes down actually

They got factories with little dolls named after me

But it's no question my funk segment leave the whole atmosphere

Pregnant, I take advantage of niggas like I was molesterin

Newark New Jersey's what I represent

Iiiiiiiyiiiihhhhh

My brain be zoned and I phoned home to ET's home

And to hook me up with stash spots to put my chrome in

Whattup to Prince Street, Avon Ave I roll a spliff with

Fat to be passed through Bedrock and Diamond District

So what the fuck I got clapped on for my truck

Then I laughed cause fuck the cash I just wanted my tape bag

Fantastic fabulous my shit is fat shit

The bomb like Elway throw bombs on John Madden

Fuck that, let's get to the point, my shit's the joint, I roast

Motherfuckers from the East coast to the West coast

To your breakfast toast (fuck it!)

I got funk for days by the buckets

PPP packs a bunch of wild motherfuckers

[Interlude]

Hold hold hold, wait wait wait wait

Let me school this bitch

Yo bitch my shit is tight, can any MC do this...

"Whose pussy?" *woman moans*

"Whose pussy?" *woman moans* *woman moans*...

"Whose pussy?"

And come back on the mic?

[Verse 3]

I think not, my paper make pen leave nuff ink spots

On blocks where your punk ass still bustin off slingshots

Talkin shit about me when I'm drivin by slowly

Sayin I'm this and that when half y'all punks don't even know me

Now just for that I let your girl suck my dick from the back

And let your moms give me cornrows on my crack

Because I'm nasty like that