[intro]
He he he he he he he he he he he he he he he he he he he he
Ah, ah
Chicky ah, ah(8x)
[Redman]
Yo, bless the steel, step out dressed to kill
Spark the L, "Whattup Doc?"
What the deal?
Clock the squeal, the MC overkill
Certified cylinders 35 mill
Jumpin out planes, Doc's Da Name
Cock the flame, back to delete the pain
Hater, IKSRFO, don't Piscapo
Hit the safe for cake, shoulda switched to coal
Nigga, sneak a pound through custom drug hounds
Down to rob your neighborhood war bounds
Me and my man jumping out Sedans
Tappin your jaw, like Sugar Ray did Duran
I, execute like wars in Beirut
Twenty-two inch rims to parachute out the Lex Coupe
Hit the rhythm hitter without the venom in em
Pen'll scare them with the shit I pull out the John Lennon
Hah, dogstyle, your girl smoking a lot
I been had a demo before "Ridin' High"
Five whips straight up, cash out the car lot
Clorox your Fort Knox, til y'all call SWAT
Bite off your ear for a souveneir
Switch from Red to Roy, give you Primal Fear
If you don't know the click then you're smoking wet
Funk Doc, Def Squad, from the Jersey set
Wild the fuck out, smoke 
Chills lyrics

(chilly, chilly, wah-wah-wah-wah)
(chilly, chilly, wah-wah-wah-wah)
Chills, runnin' up and down my spine
Well I get them every time
That I feel your lips on mine
(chilly, chilly, wah-wah-wah-wah)
Chills, colder than the morning glow*
Creepin' down inside my soul
'til I lose my self-control
Whoa, what a feelin'
It's like a roller-coaster ride
You say you love me
Then my heart starts a-poundin' inside
Let me tell you 'bout
Chills, colder than the morning glow*
Creepin' down inside my soul
'til I lose my self-control
Oh, what a feelin'
It's
the fuck out
Drink the fuck out, freak the fuck out
Bug the fuck out, scream the fuck out
Black the fuck out, act the fuck out
Do you feel it in your body?  Shake your stankin' ass
Do you feel it in your body?  Shake your stankin' ass
Do you wanna rock a party?  Shake your stankin' ass
Do you wanna get naughty?  Shake your stankin' ass
Ooooh-weeee!  I think the heat is on
Ninety-seven Cheech and Chong, I'm reaching y'all
Right on, in Palm is like the cape on Spawn
Active frequency, trip the car alarm
Ribbit Ribbit Ribbit, got moves to make
Choose the date, today you hallucinate
Smoking me out without war, torn, ghettoes
Opposite of Goodfellows, Dinero
Go to any borough who rock the mic thorough
Got your wife saying, "Not tonight, hello!"
Money talk, bullshit walk, ask Kris
The baptist, roll Garcia's with hashess
You need classes for practice to tap this
Jurassic crab shaft nasty ass bitch
Hot potato, drop the data
Guard your Emancipation Proclimator
Lock shit down, cock the pound (no doubt)
As a juvenile, brought cazals off canal
Brick City be the pros at wilding out
Off at the mouth, get dressed like Thousand Isle
Got a degree, on 
All Over Me lyrics

Something I just might regret
Something you will not forget
Maybe I should throw away
Everything I've learned today
All over me
Pushing forward from the truth
Maybe it's me and maybe it's you
Sometimes I don't know myself
28 years straight to hell
All over me
There's something changing in me
There's something growing in me
There's something changing in me
There's something growing inside of me
Go away
Don't want this
the hash and the leaky
Crash in the V while we Master the P
I beez Bout It Bout It, causing low mileage
Blacka, make Zsa Zsa Gabor cha-cha
Spit something to you that turn your eyes cockeyed
Down with the outs (ah ha ha, ha ha!)
Yo trembling, pickin up the pen again, adrenaline
Got impact like DJ Boo on "Benjamins"
Sentiment, hit you with your thongs and your Timberland
Fuck ya, rob ya, cops say, "It's them again!"
Choke the fuck out, joke the fuck out
Sweat the fuck out, pass the fuck out
Black the fuck out, flip the fuck out
Drunk the fuck out, bug the fuck out
Do you feel it in your body?  Shake your stankin' ass
Do you feel it in your body?  Shake your stankin' ass
Do you wanna rock a party?  Shake your stankin' ass
Do you wanna get naughty?  Shake your stankin' ass
[Busta Rhymes]
Yo, Pepe LePu I ain't messing wit you
Or stressing your crew
Your own niggas be testing you too
Fucking with you, making your bitch unbuckle her shoe
Watching this bitch while she already know what she wanna do
She follow me home, and on the way she swallow me bone
The Don Corleone, she wilding all inside of my zone
Come on bitch, let me creep you out, 
Morbid Fate lyrics

Wrath!
Cannot understand what's going on
He tells me to kill, to slay them all
To make them suffer, to make them die
The mask now controls, my weak mind
chorus:
Now I know it is a bit too late
Morbid fate - die in pain
Nobody helps me, cannot escape
Morbid fate, die in... pain !
verse I:
I - I am your master
I - I am your king
I - I rule your
mind - you belong to me
Rape that bitch, make her bleed
Kill her child, suffocate him
Shoot that fucker, rip his flesh
Tear his genitals, kick his head
repeat chorus
verse II
He - he is my master
He
peeping you out
Sneaking you out, over to my crib, freaking you out
Eveready, now turn off the telly, turn off the celly
The way I be hitting it got you sweating making you smelly
Shit funky like your mother with a STANKIN' ass
Type of shit that'll have you aggie and ready to blast WHOO!
Baby just hold a second and give me a chance
Let me go put my rubber on so that we really can dance
Now we hugging
You know we fucking until my nut bust out
Cardiac arrest of the pussy and pass the fuck out
[Redman]
Bug the fuck out, sweat the fuck out
Drink the fuck out, stink the fuck out
Act the fuck out, smack the fuck out
Fuck the fuck out, freak the fuck out
Do you feel it in your body?  Shake your stankin' ass
Do you feel it in your body?  Shake your stankin' ass
Do you wanna rock a party?  Shake your stankin' ass
Do you wanna get naughty?  Shake your stankin' ass
Do you feel it in your body?  Shake your stankin' ass
Do you wanna get naughty?  Shake your stankin' ass
Do you wanna rock a party?  Shake your stankin' ass
Do you wanna drink a forty?  Shake your stankin' ass Stankin' ass
Stankin' ass
Stankin' ass
Stankin' ass!
(Toilet Flush)