Redman — 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)