Ka-rank the boom box as my sound knock from blocks
As I chill, and bust grills you take snapshots of the maniac
Dressed in black, carry round a strap, kid you play me too close
Slow down and catch a cap, pow, 'cause I don't play games
An outlaw like Jesse James
To hell with the bitches and the so called fame
Strictly biz to hard kid, yeah, as I climb charts, bustin' ass daily
As I compose like Mozart, just stand, say you're mad damn
Why him? Z-oh-one Tonka, five-sixty Benz
I'm sick and mad deep no shorts and no sleep
I'm bugged like a tapped phone, hard like concrete
So get a grip and don't slip or catch a clip
From the infrared aimed at your head as I blast my target
The Bozack, I rip up flows that make an MC stop and chill
And say he's all that hardcore no R&B singer
Roll with the hit squad, down with the head banger
Hit squad, the headbanger, what?
Hit squad, the headbanger, what?
Hit squad, the headbanger, what?
Hit squad, the headbanger, what?
Yeah, head crack, head crack, Grand Puba, slow down
Hit squad, the headbanger, what?
Hit squad, the headbanger, what?
Hit squad, the headbanger, what?
Erick Sermon break it down
Hit squad, the headbanger, yeah, head crack, head crack
Surprise, you wonder where I've been, I've been workin'
But sounds makin' danger, and black birds chirpin' a real Damian
Omen possessed by the devil, you dig the rhythm
And I'll play the runnin' rebel, changed my style, so I can
Freak the funk, yo pass the Philly, hit squad spark the blunt
I got the power to ram shack a stadium wubba wubba
Even Judy Brown the Palladium, yo, I'm from the Boondocks
So I knows the flavor, yeah, yeah, sometimes I curse but now
I show behavior, EPMD, yo, is in this to win this a brand new LP
So mind your business, no jokin', I'm gettin' paid fully
You wanna buy the cassette, stop by Sam Goody
Yo where's my hoodie? I wanna be hard and cause some ruckus
Talk with the B-boy slang and blast some suckers
Walk like an Egyptian, rough crackin' my steel
Plus I'm goin to court, make my own appeal as taught as a kid
Or told, never talk to a stranger 'cause I could be a head banger
Hit squad, the headbanger, what?
Hit squad, the headbanger, what?
Hit squad, the headbanger, what?
Hit squad, the headbanger, what?
Yeah, head crack, head crack, Grand Puba, slow down
Hit squad, the headbanger, what?
Hit squad, the headbanger, what?
Hit squad, the headbanger, what?
K-Solo, hit squad, the headbanger, yeah, head crack, head crack
I'm the original rap criminal, yeah, my shots, spell spray
Duck leaves my trigger finger digital, my gun'll make many men
Things you did when I get mad and pissed
'Cause I can make him my target, braggin' 'em, taggin' 'em
Draggin' 'em, mad hollow-poin, rhymes in my mic
Choose Smith or assault over Magnum
So back up off me, here's a clip for Uzis and guns, and then
You faggots gonna off me, I'm sure you know the deal that
My nine can box, I knock punks out quick like Evander Holyfield
More rhymes than music's my solution, subscribers of my style
Here's a contribution, let's say you want a shovel layer parkin'
MC's like cars and drivin MC's away, tanks gon be full to rappers
Wanna tempt me? I break the steering shift and leave 'em empty
'Cause they can't go, so I'ma call a hoe tow truck to come
Tow truck your weak side show, back on the scene is
The incredible one man team, when I get mad I turn green
The Fugitive's gone peace, I'm outta here later
And here's a finger to all you non movin' spectators
Hit squad, the headbanger, what?
Hit squad, the headbanger, what?
Hit squad, the headbanger, what?
Hit squad, the headbanger, what?
Yeah, head crack, head crack, Grand Puba, slow down
Hit squad, the headbanger, what?
Hit squad, the headbanger, what?
Hit squad, the headbanger, what?
Redman get down, hit squad, the headbanger
Yeah, head crack, head crack
Surprise niggas, the original P-Funk, funks you up
I take a hit from a spliff then I get biz with the new cut
Because I can Jam like Teddy if you let me
A Good fella but still rugged like Joe Pesci
My style is mad funka-to-the-delic with the irrelevant
Shit that I kick back flips any four bitch, yeah
Deduct and I dip then I switch to an incredible nigga
With a nickle nine on the hip, I always got played by a honey dip
But now I'm on the money tip, so now I call the honey dip honey bitch
And swing hardcore because that's where I come from, yeah
I Rock ya like Chubb, and burn scrubs like a dum-dum
Remember Redman, last album I was Hardcore
Now I'm back to tear the frame out your ass crack
'Cause I get wreck, with the tec, with the blunt or moet
And what you see is what you get and what you're getting'
Is your ass kicked, nigga, hit you with the funkdafied figure
Like A plus funk, funk times stuffed in your back trunk punk
Yes the Redman that's what they call me wicked
With the style you think I have cerebral palsy
Like 'cause I freak the styles crazy, lullaby your stupid ass
Rockabye baby, the funkadelic devil hit your ass
With a level from the new school and still holdin' my jewels
Hit squad, the headbanger, what?
Hit squad, the headbanger, what?
Hit squad, the headbanger, what?
Hit squad, the headbanger, what?
Yeah, head crack, head crack, Grand Puba, slow down
Hit squad, the headbanger, what?
Hit squad, the headbanger, what?
Hit squad, the headbanger, what?
Hit squad, the headbanger, what?
Hit squad, the headbanger, yeah, head crack, head crack
Hit squad, the headbanger, what?
Hit squad, the headbanger, what?
Hit squad, the headbanger, what?
Hit squad, the headbanger, what?
Yeah, head crack, head crack, Grand Puba, slow down
Hit squad, the headbanger, what?
Hit squad, the headbanger, what?
Hit squad, the headbanger, what?
Hit squad, the headbanger, what?
Hit squad, The head banger, yeah, head crack, head crack
Hit squad, the headbanger, what?
Hit squad, the headbanger, what?
Hit squad, the headbanger, what?
Hit squad, the headbanger, what?
Yeah, head crack, head crack, Grand Puba, slow down
Hit squad, the headbanger, what?
Hit squad, the headbanger, what?
Hit squad, the headbanger, what?
Hit squad, the headbanger, what?
Hit squad, the headbanger, yeah, head crack, head crack