Rated 'r' Lyrics - Whut? Thee Album - Redman

Nah nah nah, fuck that! 

Don't hold me back, the funkadelic devil just snapped 

With a rap, that's shittin on the story of jack sprat 

So put your money where your mouth is, watch redman house shit 

And if it's beef I'll punch you in your mouth kid ('damn!') 

I got a heart but my heart is made out of nails 

Word to? jamel?, my heart pumps nails in my blood rails 

I'm not a warrior or bavarian type of nigga 

I'm just quick to smoke your family then fuck your sister 

That's what type of shit I'm on, word is bond 

Been thinkin about playin that nice guy role? 

Cause every since I was an infrant I was different 

Paid no attention to my moms when she ripped it 

I was a hardheaded mother-eff, but had to step 

Cause she hit me with a left, then another left 

That's why my brain is out of order 

Because it just a quarter to manslaughter your little daughter 

And do a driveby, fuck that, I walk by and I spray shit 

Then carve my name in your pavement 

I was rated 'x' but I flexed 

I beat up the devil with a shovel so he dropped me a level 

Ain't that ill? that I could just stand and watch a bloodspill 

From a known rapper, but now the rapper's no frill 

Just because I made a record I'm a star, that's bullshit 

What's the flavor? tim? (fuck what you heard, this rated r) 

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Chorus: repeat 4x 

I'm rated r, this is a warning --> rakim 

Boy you can't fuck with me! --> ice cube 

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Back to part two of the segment, the red bend 

Mics of all types, pour beer out for my dead friends 

And if I didn't know ya, to hell witcha punk 

And tell the devil I'll be in town for lunch (heh heh heh heh) 

Got naughty in my nature plus I'm down with o.p.p. 

The best part about it, I got aids, bitch! 

Psych, I'm only kiddin, only do it to ugly women 

Cause the pretty one's puss smell like they went fishin 

I grab my dick with a tight grip, cause I might flip 

(yo red, kick that hype shit on who you had a fight with!) 

I had a fight with chuck, the punk motherfuck 

Tried to stab me in the gut, so I dazed him with a uppercut (bing!) 

Snapped the neck on michael myers then I freaked it; cause it was august 

And he was talkin this trick or treat shit (trick or treat!) 

Jason my man slangs rocks like up the block 

143rd and amsterdam by the smoke shop 

Norman bates work the night shift late 

Since he dresses like his momma, I pimp him and his hoecake 

Bust a maneuver freddy kruger, dreamed about 

Me havin him scooped, he woke up with his zooks up 

That caused me to cut the hands off the man with the chainsaw 

Plus I got his brain pickled in a jar 

So let's get down with the funk break, cause they tailgate 

My rap style, so to cut em off I truncate 

And rough em up, tough em up, like bust em up 

With the one-two punch, like servin a customer 

And if you hear a man that sounds like me smack him 

Then ask him where the fuck did he get his damn raps from 

I know, from me, the original p-funk 

See ya next lp chump! 

Chorus