Yo, this is for motherfuckers -- that talk that sellout shit

"I just want to jam for you" (repeat 2X)
"
Ev-
everybody get up!"
"I just want to jam for you" (repeat 2X)
"
Get on up!"

"
Get down, get down, on down.." like James Brown plus I get down
but for now I "
Get on up!" rhythm and funk
makes you hump like Technotronic I'll make the Jam Pump

Strong to the finish when I freak the fly gimmick like
"
Du-
na-da-du-duh!" without eating my damn spinach

Cause when I'm on a roll, that's when Redman start
"to chill..." round off backflip cartwheel
"
Ahhhhhh, you guessed it!" I know
when my afro grow that mean more rhymes to flow

But I continue, on the menu, and send you
on a jam that earthquakes the whole damn venue

It's like this, it's like that, I won't slack
I pack more steel than the cops pack blackjacks

Word is bond, the quiet storm broke your arm

When I sound off from here all the way to Hong Kong

Drop pound for pound to throwdown and strut

Yo E what's that funk mode? "
Get on up!"

"I just want to jam for you" (repeat 2X)
"
Ev-
everybody get up!"
"I just want to jam for you" (repeat 2X)
"
Get on up!"


Check this out here, let the rough cut cut your ear

Hit Squad's the crew I'm twenty-
two and Beck's the beer

Float like Muhammad, roll-
on like Secret

Me rip, the crowd in half on the sneak tip
til they crumble, too humble for you to stumble
I sting like a bu-
bee while the others bum-
bumble

Don-dan-dan, do-
do-dan-ding

Extremely wild, like the hair on Don King

Cause I kick the mode to make your brain explode

It's the HUH, the funk, now I'm known around the globe

So buckle up, hush up, while I freak the funk to get down
with the sound, grab my bozack then I freeze now...
... on your mark, get ready, get set, let's go
with the flow to jet like Delta, or Jesse O.

Whiz with the bends I clean my front lens
with a system, that knocks harder than Rin-
Tin-
Tin
Without question, I'm flexy when I'm sexin

Wicked when I Kick It like A Tribe Called Quest-
in

The rude Redman rip backbones and hips to bits
then split ya from your wrist to your armpits

But true indeed, since pop's dropped the seed
I knew I'd be, the funkiest brother that ever bleeds

Rough and rugged, more nuggets in the bucket

That's dum dum dollars, and yes Redman love it

Pound for pound, I throw down to make ya strut

Yo E what's that funk mode? "
Get on up!"

"I just want to jam for you" (repeat 2X)
"
Ev-
everybody get up!"
"I just want to jam for you" (repeat 2X)