Redman — текст песни (Sway and King Tech f Redman)

[Redman]
My style is...milk of magnesia
Crush the five-speed and bust em`
The more the merrier, secure the area
My la familia is ultimate superior
We don`t jack cars, we jack aircraft carriers
I bounce like trampolines when I be blowin` the fiends
The pieces, hem em` like sewing machines and Jesus
When the shadows of the barrel pointin` out my boy Camaro
I get punished like pharoahe for splittin`
You better off singin` Christmas carols for Christmas
Because I`m on point like bow and arrow equipment
The president of chickenhead conventions
I give you a deluxe Ku Klux lynchin`
I got a headache from the stress, success
Now wearin` a vest
5-11`s from bein` dirty, courts at nine thirty
Pourin` the liquor down with my man Trace Lee
We gettin` down, rock from sea to sea
Back to Jersey with Sway and Tech
I put a hole in ya chest just to see who`s next
Burn ya like able techs
And when I`m on the mic I got to grease
I`m nutty like professor
I make ya say Hercules, Hercules
Then jump with the 4-5 pump
Who`s the brother that wanna run off the mouth and dump
I come through the West then I come through the East
Every time I spit off the lip it`s like a chrome piece
45 lyrical degrees
I`m like Denise Williams, I`m givin` mags
Chill, chill...chill, chill