How`s That?

Intro: Redman<br><br>Huahhhhh!<br>Ha ha, ayyaah, owww owww<br>Funked out, word is bond, word is bond<br>Then you ayyyayyyah ha<br>In the mother, in the motherfuckin house<br>With a dick in your mouth<br>Word is bond, word is bond<br><br>Verse One: Erick Sermon<br><br>I freak a technique Goin Way Back like Just-Ice<br>And don`t think twice because I`m nice<br>I come from the Mothership unknown to man<br>With a blunt in my hand, a mic in the other hand<br>God damn I slam I jam like this<br>Sure nuff, my rap style is Cold Crush<br>And plus, I tears the roof off the mothersucker<br>my brother, fly shit that makes Stevie Wonder<br>Heyyyy, who can it be now watch out<br>It`s the E live in 3-D with Keith and R-E-D<br>I gets down for my troops<br>And I ahh... get-it get-it get-it like Luke<br>For those, who don`t believe my skills get these<br>I got mad expertise, for all you duck MC`s<br>I`m funky like G Thing my nigga<br>I wanna know who`s up in here, before I pull the trigger<br><br>[Is New York up in here? HELL YEAH<br> Is Def Squad up in here? HELL YEAH<br> Is NJ up in here? HELL YEAH<br> The Green Beret`s up in here! HELL YEAH]<br><br>Verse Two: Redman<br><br>Verbally, I sew the brains up like Trapper<br>John M.D. got nine millis made of lacquer<br>Count Dracula, back with the, tow-truck with the<br>Get Biz like Mark fuel-injected like Maximus<br>My style sicker than an AIDS victim drinkin forty-five malt liquors<br>I roll the spliff up<br>The underground, slam, shock like Shazam<br>Check my Jams get Def when I kick Methods like Man<br>Computerized Robocop sounds I drop in sequence<br>Funky to death so ask that old bitch where the beef went<br>When I do em, I glue em, stick em like Patrick Ewing<br>My shit bumps like Puerto Rican people moved in<br>next door, I get raw with the grrrahhhh!<br>Call four-one-one cause I`m Ghetto Red Hot<br>Bo bo bo! Funk Doctor Spock catch a bruisin<br>My style gets respect fifty Muslims<br>You hang on strings like loose ends, with my hands on the nine<br>Watch yo nugget bitch, I get busy with mines<br><br>[How`s that? (cause I gets busy with mines)<br> How`s that? (cause I gets busy with mines)<br> How`s that? (cause I gets busy with mines)<br> How`s that? (cause I gets busy with mines<br> It`s Keith Murray)]<br><br>Verse Three: Keith Murray<br><br>I come rollin in when I see that low flow<br>Heckuva foe, heard a gun and settled for a metaphor<br>I`m naive between the sleeves of the sheets<br>Murderin, who should ever try to fuck with me<br>Murray word is bond gets it on<br>And ready to blow any nigga out the cypher of the sniper hype at dawn<br>Long live Def to the Squad<br>And we smokin everybody out there, shit it ain`t that hard<br>I brings classic drama microphone enbalmer<br>Have your momma beg behind bars for your kidneys tomorrow<br>My murderous apprentice E Dub<br>Makes hard funk beats that I become part of<br>When I be like A-E-I-O-U or battle<br>Niggaz be like who who who who who like night owls<br>The most beautifullest thing in this world<br>is I shitted, and y`all was with it dig it