Redman - Rockafella lyrics

Ayo, yo, yo, yo, you better pass it
Ayo, check this out
We coming to you live from
That bomb Chocolate City, my man
Where the knotty headed niggas and
The Brick City brigade dwell
And if you don't know
Your fool behind better ask
Yo, yo, you better pass that blunt ayo, E
We comin' to you live with
The Cosmic type stuff

Well, it's that brother coming six
Billion feet from beneath
And you should be peepin' how I
Get smoked out on the weekends
I swing it to my crew, or down to my fam
Schoolin' hello's knockers like final exams
'Cause, it's that (Huh) , Funkadelic
Hit you with the irrelevant
Elements, and it's coming through your
Blocks, can't you smell it, trick?
Wanna copycat my whole format
So you get funk tracks, punchlines
And skull hats
Huh, got a little Redman in town
Who's the effin' clown soundin'
Wack with the frown? I don't know, man
But, you better warn him what I would do
Wild out on this staff like birds one and two
My crew runs thicker than
Syrup from the barrel
You get hurt up, word up, jammed like Pearl
Knock off a bloodclaat, puff on a rough block
RIP my man, Rockafella, it don't stop

On and on, and it don't quit
Redman rockin' on to the funky shit, come on
(On and on, and it don't quit
Redman rockin' on to the funky shit)
I said Jersey's in the house
(Jersey's in the house)
I said Brooklyn's in the house
(Brooklyn's in the house)
I said Uptown's in the house
(Uptown's in the house)
I said the Bronx in the hid-ouse
(The Bronx in the hid-ouse)

Newark, New Jersey, rock, rock on
Word is bond i'm comin' in swarms
So turn your flashlights on
Due to difficulty
My style blows wattage across the planet
In forty-eight hours like Nick Nolte
Droppin' the flavor, stay sky high like pager
I'm magical like Fantasia on paper
I saw the light like Kraftwerk, of course
When the T-L-A Rock shock the stuff
It's yours in your drawers
Your record label got your staff gassed
Thinkin' you gonna sell two
Mil' cakes real fast but, you flopped
And your image choked like a TEC
Now who freakin' style your
Ass gonna steal next?
Are there any more imitators in
The house? There are no
Bust like NBA Jams, and you can have Chicago
Catch the combo, funky like a bag of Bravos
Way back when I pumped 92 KTU in Harlem
Huh, I just stay funky like that
Make you wanna, shh
My style like a junkie on crack
Trick, you better back the freak up
For real now
When I break it down from Newark
NJ to Illtown

On and on, and it don't quit
Redman rockin' on to the funky shit, c'mon
(On and on, and it don't quit
Redman rockin' on to the funky shit)
I said Virginia's in the house
(Virginia's in the house)
I said Cali's in the house
(Cali's in the house)
I said Atlanta's in the house
(Atlanta's in the house)
North Carolina's in the house
(Carolina's in the house)

Yoo hoo, watch the birdie while Red
Wreck your brains early if rap was B ball
I'd have assists like James Worthy
Dribble the rock if you got the
Hots to get your knot rocked
Twice my device, Run-DMC's from my rock box
Hey you, better come clean like Jeru
Before I take phase two and do
Another pay-per-view to your crew
I give a boom bip to Q Tip
Standin' tall like Shaq, money, I'm back
This ain't Blue Chips
The new stuff, creamin' brothers like Breyers
He's heating up, nah, brother, I'm on fire
Dribble dribble
Shootin' three pointers to the drum
Trick try to take my style, foul, and-one
DJ Twinz in the house for the nine-square
My man Shaft, you don't know, you better ask

Hah, that bomb Chocolate City
Coming to you live for the ninety-four era
Ayo, you better pass that blunt, ayo
Check this out
We gon' take it to you live where Newark
New Jersey drops that chocolate funk for ya
Every day and all day, how we
Do it, word is bond, word is day
Def Squad's in the house for
The nine-four, word is bond, word is day
They said Hawthorne Ave got the
Good smoke, word is bond, word is day
Knotty head niggas in the house
For nine-four, word is bond, word is day
Brick City brigade in the house
For nine-four, word is bond, word is day
Redman rocks on and on for
The nine-four, word is bond, word is day
Word is bond, word is bond in the house
I'm in the house word is bond, word is day
You can suck my balls and lick
My clip, not word bond, word to me
Word is bond, word to me
Word is bond, word to me
Check it out, check it out
We comin' to you live with the Cosmic Slop
On the fuckin' block and we got
The Glocks to your knot
Who's the funk nigga and I'm
Comin' to your blocks
It's the Cosmic Slop, hit
You with the irrelevant, ele yeah