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THE LYRIC OF SLIDE AND ROCK ON , REDMAN'S SONG

 

 

The lyric of Slide And Rock On, Redman's song

Intro:
Yothis blunt is for all the niggaz that was in the
holdin pen with me in central booking
Welcome to the system
[Ha ha ha haaaa! Yeahhh! Motherfuckers!
Coming to you live from NewarkNew Jersey]
[Hey Redman would you roll that blunt and get me fucked up]
Fucked up [all night] all night
[Hey Redman would you roll that blunt and get me fucked up]
Fucked up [all night] all night
[Yeah! Coming to you livestraight out of Jerseymotherfucker]
Verse One:
Rock onrock onyo here comes that Funkadelic
I come wtter than Purple RainI bust brainsthe funk Doctor
Spockgot the glocknow I m smokin out your sess spot
I rock from here to BedstuyI hit the spot like XY
Who is that nigga that s comin six billion feet
I roll my funk and find tone even smoke up blues with 18th Street
I cut massively with sneaky styles like Dick Dastardly
Look at the letter-coated afro like my man Shaft would be
The new vroomcrisp like chicken and Chinese food
I m just like The Whispers here to put you in the mood
[Jumpin Jersey] Yeah you heard megot more family than the Partridge
Roll the red carpet for Red from here to corner markey
You re tryin meI m a menace of societyright
[Yo yo they killed your style] Yo yoI ain t lettin shit ride
Droppin the verbs and nounsantonyms and homonyms
Covering my dickplus I m diesel like all of them
Chorus: Repeat 2X
Rock rock onyou gotta rock rock on [somebodyhelp
meeeeee!] Rock rock onyou gotta rock rock on
[You gotta rock on] Rock rock onyou gotta rock rock on
Rock rock onyou gotta rock rock on
Verse Two:
My momma used to tell me turn that shit the fuck off
So I had to play like Foxy and get off [get off]
My shit was thick I bought a clip then cocked my own grip at honeydips
Cause moms made enough loot just to pay the bills withbeeitch
Selling bags from uptowwwwn
Me and Lester put our money together now we got the block locked down
31 to local A-Train sHoboken
I took the back wayNew Jersey transit cops were open
I m hopinthat they don t go inside my boots
Cause we had everythingfrom jewelry to thai-one suits
And ClienTELI m drinkin Ballentine L in hell
So Redman rock well before our record sell
Then my moms crib was jacked by the jealous
[And if ya ain t come back] Is what the base-head used to tell us
[Yo fellaz!] Our whole scheme sinkin like boats
Cause Les mixed biz with pleasure when we shoulda stuck to lactose
But every good thing comes to a end
With no endson the blocksellin weed again
My moms tried to make me go to schoolI just didn t listen
Got locked upnow I m all in the systemlisten
Chorus
Verse Three:
Whassup! I tickle your putty-cars with my loonie raps
on groovy tracksI make new jacks catch convulsions like groupie acts
From my city I spread it all like Jiffy
It s a mysterymy spliff be live like 145th be
I mold like clayand roll dice just like Andrew
I stay strapped just like bamboomy crewsa got mad handle
Whateverthe weather beI got mental telepathy
So throw your bombest rapper and watch me intercept MC s
I keep my car underground just like the Lords
Even though I m knownlike all the four wheels on the course
So let me pull up to your bumper like Grace Jones
Cause my shit be WAY off the hook like pay phonesssahh! *dial tone*

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