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Tonight's Da Night

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Mic check, I can get smooth to any groove Relax the tongue, let my mic take a cruise Around the planet, pack 'em in like Janet Jackson, she's askin' if I can slam it I'm Yo, yo, Redman, man, what the fuck, man Get the fuck off that, punk smooth shit, man Get with that rough shit, man, you know how we do Mic check, I walk around the streets with a black TEC-9 By the waistline, kickin' the hype shit I never claimed to be the best type of rapper But have to show them motherfuckers what I'm after I'm after the gold, then after that, the platinum Beef after that, Hurricane G packs the gat, son Trigger, bang, bang, yo, bust the slang, what my name? It's the Redman on the funk thing Psych, you're motherfuckin' right, tonight's the night To do what I wanna do, to do it like dynamite Then we'll perfect it when the funk been injected I roughen up the rough draft to like make your head split Punk, pass the forty and the blunt and don't front On the block, 'cause when you do front, brothers are gettin' stomped I'm not an addict, more like puff than magic Then pass it when I'm through 'cause my crew (Gots to have it) I don't claim to be a big rap star 'Cause no matter who you are, you'll still catch a bullet scar So listen up and take heed to what I'm sayin' 'Cause tonight's the night and me and my niggas ain't playin' Fat black bitch, nasty Bush bear, booger breath, bitch Nasty, talk to your tits, bitch With them nasty Africans, Mr. Bojangles Turned up shoes havin' ass Lemming leprechaun haircut, motherfucker You wanna see me get cool, please, save it for the breeze 'Cause the lyrics and tracks, make me funky like cottage cheese Fuck the smooth shit, I get down wit the boom bip Like Q-Tip, I kick more styles than Bruce shoes kick But tonight's the night what I write tonight This type of funk with the flavor like Mike 'n' Ike's Hanging out wit my niggas, my niggas The Pack Pistol Posse keep they fingers on the triggers I keep the forty between my lap, coolin', rollin' down the highway Blunt system pumps 'cause it's Friday Roll over to pick my boys up, we raise a lot of noise 'Cause, we can do that, black, so "Get the Bozack," Jack Remember, I do the type of evil that men do Like cursin' out my window at a bitch and her friend too So turn the volume up a notch And watch the ba-bump, ba-bump, make ya speakers pop That's the funk, when it pumps it makes your rump Jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump But if you want to see a fly but frantic Cool romantic, more slicker than my man, Rick You better check the Yellow Pages under smooth shit 'Cause Red ain't down for the bullshit Niggas fucked up by letting me make an album (How come, rude boy?) To get on the mic and let my fuckin' style run Nasty fuckin' greenthumb Jolly Green niggas Tango mango, pickin' havin' ass Nasty epileptic disease crazy havin' ass Johnny Cash, afro havin' Jack of Spades, boots havin' Tony Danza, shoes wearin' ass! B-b-b-black by popular demand, I expand My hand to the mic and let my mouth kick the flim flam I get s*x, I get wreck, I puff mad blunts I get vexed, I break necks, punch out gold fronts, chump You Yo, fuck that, yo, turn this shit off, man (yo, yo, yo, turn that shit off) Turn this shit off, G Yo put a new record on, know what I'm sayin'?

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Rick James, Reggie Noble, Jesse Albert Stone

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January 1, 1992

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