Insane Creation lyrics

by

Redman


[Intro: Jamal, Redman]
Strictly sh*ttin, f*ck them n*ggas
You know who the f*ck I am n*gga?
Yo yo yo yo all the way motherf*ckin live
From Newark, New Jersey n*gga, like that y'all
Mally G represent like that y'all
Def Squad represent like that y'all
And we got the Funk, Funk Doctor Spock
Funk Doctor Spock, up in your spots
Reggie Noble
Funk Doctor Spock, with Jamal get wreck

[Verse 1: Jamal & Redman]
Aiyyo, let me light the sky with the funk, and I
Leave motherf*ckers shook like dice, with the ice
Grill, uhh I gets down like that
All these MC's get dropped to the mat
Me, I fade em all it don't matter what they status is
Who they run wit I show em all who the baddest is
I'm just a n*gga representin the block
Comin live and direct when I rock I let the tune knock
Uhh, through your motherf*ckin speaker, now watch me freak a
Flow with no limits f*ck the mimics and the gimmicks
A lot of n*ggas wanna test my steez
I don't trip I maintain then complain on CD's
Aiyyo, check out that new flava in your ear that amaze ya
I make circuit breakers get hot as Asia, or cool as glaciers
I counteract like macks and blow tracks out the wack
And turn MC's into little bitty artifacts
My ghetto tactics might backflip a medic
And if I let it, my 'matic, catch diabetics
Now who's f*ckin with the, R-E-D, in 3-D
For G-P, I beat the p*ss out of you real easy
Yo f*ck this that and a third that's my word
While your vision blurred you swerved and crashed while I wrecked your nerve
The baddest motherf*cker since communication
I make the hardest MC, bumba like Jamaicans
[Verse 2: Jamal & Redman]
For all of y'all I drops the off the wall style
Absolute wild child demolish any juvenile
Philly representin peep the way that I be rippin
On the M-I-C spittin rhyme sh*t then I'm dippin
On a one-two breaker, funk fade the off
With the bump rump shaker, n*ggas get tossed
Def Squad represents like this for the nine-five era
Insane creations are terror
Dynamite disco Denny devestating Dynamic Duo
You know, I be breakin five-oh, down to two-oh
Test my skills if you will if you real
Benadryl couldn't cease my mental ill disturbed skill
Feel this wrath of the psychopath Shaft
I make crack addicts wanna take drags off my funky ass
Now I'm itchin, for a pitchin, who's the batter?
Then I put you in bodybags like two six in 'Vada
Some say I'm sharper than the knives of Baroqua
I'm off the wall like M.J. but two shades darker
Funk Doctor Spock got your block on lock
I call myself the Sooperman from all the c*ck I pop
Check the synopse, hah, I get wickeder and wickedest
Smoke so much that the dreads started givin benefits
(f*ck the bullsh*t, get the cash, no hesitation)
And it's the two n*ggas droppin insane creations
Like that y'all
It's like that y'all (like that y'all)
The bom-ba-zi got me high (like that y'all) -- 4X
[Outro: Jamal]
To my peeps in Queens (to my peeps in Queens)
It goes like that y'all (and ya don't stop)
To all my peeps in the Ill-Ville Town (in the Ill-Ville town)
It goes like that y'all (and ya don't stop, hoo-ahh!)
To all my n*ggas in Jersey (in Jersey)
It's like that y'all (and ya don't stop, hoo-ahh!)
To all my n*ggas in the BK (uh-huh, to the BK uptown)
Uptown, rock on (and ya don't stop, hoo-ahh!)
South Bronx (South Bronx)
Like that y'all (and ya don't stop)
East coast to the fullest (word up East coast)
Like that y'all (and ya don't stop)
(My man Eazy Mo Bee!)
Like that y'all (and ya don't stop)
(My n*gga Erick Sermon, hooahh!)
Like that y'all (and ya don't stop)
I got two gats in my hand y'all
(Haha, my di*k! And you don't stop, hehehehe)
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