Blow Your Mind Lyrics

Redman
Miscellaneous
Blow Your Mind
AHHHH!! Look out, it's the Funkadelic Funk for chumps
who don't be knowin my name, I tear the frame out ya punks
I make ya slide, make ya slip, make ya wanna backflip
I get biz with the skit, I DJ like Quik
The topnotch of the block, cause I carry a glock
Only hot rocks I'm hot, so give up the props
My style is HUMMIN CUMMIN ATCHA, duck or get backed up
Dispatcher: 'Red, get freaky to the rapture'
So come on light the buddha check your honey while I scoop her
The Soopafly, Jimmy fly Snooka rips the roof off
Then hook off on your crew, to the check of one to two
It's you, who? (AGA-AHHH! WWAAAAAH!) Redman with the Kung-Fu
Come on and get down and boogie oogie with the ruffneck
Hit women like Madonna all the way down to Smurfette
But first get your tables I roast your whole record label kids
Yo E (Whassup G?) Briiiiiidge!

"Press rewind if I haven't blown your mind" (repeat 2X)

I do the hustle like Russell, Rush the stage with Simmons
Deadly venom, makes me Poison like Michael Bivins
or a cobra, pop more pop, than Coca-Cola
Next to Yoda I'm a Star at War, plus roller coaster
I got my mind made up GURRRRL, come on and get it if you widdit troop
Krush Groovin smooth as the lightning loops
The kind of loops I sample from a James Brown group
I give credit, cause I'm cautious, about lawsuits
PsychoBetaP-Funk, got styles hard as tree trunks
For real punk, you got a blunt, light it cause I need one
And get down with the irrelevant funk to make ya jump
with the fly human being, watch me freak it in Korean
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Chu ri ka pi kyura mulla kara
Nu gu nya nada na na nun Redman
Na bo da challan nom hana do upda ...
... Nah Duke, forget it

I rip shop in hip-hop I get props my lip rocks
The rap stuff's more spooky than movies from Hitchcock
Sit back relax let me rip to the funk track
And press rewind if I haven't blown your mind ("REE-WIND!!" --> KRS-One)

"Press rewind if I haven't blown your mind"
"Press rewind if I.."

HA-UHH, let me get busy with the funky fly stuff
cause I cut your freakin eyes, fuck Bruce Willis because I die rough
It's the Funkadelic Redman and I hit ya with the
Funkadelic level, the P-Funk, the devil
The spectular, Blackula, bust holes like Dracula
Loaded of course, more Legend than Acura
I'm swift, I like big spliffs so I tisk tisk a tasket
Plus keep the glock in my basket
I cough up a lung cause I freak it with the tongue
cause I can 'Wax on! Wax off!' like Daniel-son
Do the yea yea, boogey say up jump the boogey
to the boogey to the boogey thanks to E cause he hooked me
So fuck what ya heard, word to herb, cause I mack
Framalama, plus I kick the grammar, straight from -- NEW JERZ
It's the renegade rap Redman, really who rip rhymes in rough mode
Yo, hold your breath while I explode!

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"Press rewind if I haven't blown your mind"