| The lyric of Winicumuhround, Redman's song The hype s got meI knock em out the box then out socks Cause winicumuhroundniggaz skate like the rocks My block... s hotso gimme all you got When I m done rockinI leave you all doin the Bus Stop My format spins wheels like Pat Sajak I rub niggaz out like Ajax now hit the playback Rrrwwhwoaahlook outroast em like cookouts I m smoked outall you MC spull your books out Word is bond it s on I get at Dawn like Marvin Gaye Starvin since the days of Kindergarten When I dye my ashesflip my coffin backwards Blow shit up like the 4th of Julywith half sticks And on and onto the break of Rae-Dawn Chong I m Killin You Softly with this songwith this bomb I m like the Bronxcuz I Boogie Down I m representin Jersey motherfuckerwinicumuhround Winicumuhroundhomeboy watch yo nugget (Aiyyo-yo-yo Redmanyo that was last album) Aiyyo fuck itbust it The topnotchlook over your sess spots Get dumb like a whole bag of jumps with red tops Burn more steam than carpet cleaners I m meaner then I m iller than OJcatchin a misdemeanor Boom-bash I set it off (right right) I shot up your lights while you caught up in the heights My lyrics starvinmy crew runs like the mob and The funk butter cupcause I m a bastard at robbin I shake the valleys over Cali when I m spliffed up Rock a fifth upthat measure nine point oh on the Erichter Are you tuned in to my tunes it s boom Y all niggaz couldn t see me if y all had zoom I m accurate like Acuramy style s ninety years maximum Fuel-injected like a Maximawheni muharound motherfucker The way I get wreck y all niggaz call it mic check I m vexed and if I got an itchy finger like Bernard Geotz With a pad and a pen I blend funky images That leave your girl hemmoragin for about two million and three years move along there s nothing to see here If I wasn t nice motherfucker I wouldn t be here Yeah yeah put metaphors inside a bracket Def Squad s in the house AND MOTHERFUCKER WE CAN BACK IT Come test your skills for real with a bomb bang boom bang The sound makes your brains wet with The Color Purple on a freight train The devil s the conductor Then take a trip to the darkside motherfuckers My funky pattern takes interludes around Saturn I m more diesel than evil meant evil like Sebastian Don t try this at home kidsI zone with ET s And other alien type of MC s So throw your shit up in the skycause Redman s about to get live Like one-two-five I smoke High Times magazines when I lounge And broken mics and cords is leftwinicumuhround motherfucker
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