Redman — Its Like That My Big Brother

[Intro] Due to technical difficulties beyond our control Reggie Noble's stinkin' ass will not be performing with us tonight Erick Sermon, keep it on Def Squad, Erick Sermon, Redman, keep, keep it on K to M Keith Murray, keep, keep it on Keep, keep on, ya don't stop Keep, keep it on, and ya don't stop Keep, keep it on, and ya don't stop K-Solo, Redman, and ya don't stop Erick Sermon, Keith Murray, ya don't stop [Verse 1: K-Solo] I X'd ya amateur, damage ya, have fools jumpin' off Cliffs grabbin' their ass cheeks yellin' Geronimo It ain't a problem at all we can't solve Three-hundred sixty degrees rhymes or boulevards Are charged by my entourage who put the Ram in Dodge Ras cla in bumba claat Maintain, few remain in the game So I remain focused, hip-hop's the main aim [Verse 2: Redman] Well, it's the Funk Doctor Spot, the pon cock lyricist My mentality's so def, yo, I ain't even hearin' this shit Biscuits be cockin' back when I be coming I guess they heard how I be takin' MC's out by the hundreds Wanted for two million and a body alone And use the microphone as my accomplice Scientist still trippin', thinkin' What the fuck is this funky fungus that growed amongst us? [Verse 3: K-Solo] Sprayed a few, shank a few, rap crews say they shamed too But can't hang two, like we do Fuck them, they better bow slow This rhyme'll cold hit 'em, real quick 'cause I'm K-Solo Battle any dude, this retifuge I'm in cruise See what the better vet could do to you undouche You three groups, four punkses at a time I box two and knock 'em out at the drop of a dime [Verse 4: Redman] Yo, the long faced murderer Servin' over two billion motherfuckers a day like Mickey D's circular Workin' a shifty hour like a burglar My crew herbin' ya like we never even heard of ya Odds are evens that I'ma be the one creepin' My new niggas check the flows of the major deacon The bizarre, the rap non-superstar When I step up, I pump volume like Ra' [Verse 5: K-Solo] My afro blows in three-hundred sixty degrees So this makes me the light skinned Richard Roundtree Vocabulary's very loquacious and gregarious Pump that too, go grab the dictionary Fly words that we flip on the M-I-K-E mike My crew be like, this style's hype Wrong's the opposite forget the bullshh— To rhyme like the K-Solo, you need more than a soul kit [Verse 6: Redman] Come closer while I lock it down like I'm supposed ta You battle me, you won? You might have, but then you woke up My turbulence will make peanut butter choke up Call me the Brick City, Stock Cock Broker Y'all niggas is fools, playin' with hood moves You couldn't total my amount if you sung "I Missed You" Dissed you, dismissed you, yeah, I fixed you Let your girl suck on the shit that I piss through [Outro] Haha, yeah, haha Keep, keep it on Haha, keep, keep it on, look Ha, keep, keep it on Ha, keep, keep it on, look Haha, keep, keep it on Yo, what we doin', son? (Haha) Knockin' niggas the fuck out