- J Dilla The Red 歌词
- Madlib Jaylib J Dilla
- Yeah, man, you hear that? You here that ****, Right there? Damn!
Haha,Y'all ****** like, "What the **** is this?"(****!)
Damn, look at this, what kinda luck is this?
Uh, Madlib and Dilla is the illest, my *****
Only haters holla, they can't feel us
****** wanna get looser then we?
But just gon' be a loser to me and Dilla
Killa, talkin' 'bout how you peal caps, but *****
You softer than a pillow
Backslapin' ya neck while you covered in rep
'Cause you bluffin' and you ain't said nothin' to spec
(that ***** always lyin') (hey, pass the ****)
Anyway I'm straight high off the trees
Your girl don't wanna lie, she just wanna get on her knees
Turn it up, y'all ****** must be outta ya head
If your system ain't up to the red
Yo, what was that you said right there, what was that?
It's the leeway, instant replay, instant relay
Instant MC, producer, and DJ
I do this **** without a cell beeper or 3-way
You're comin' off like like a gilet (anyway)
Ay, peace to A.G, peace to Pete Rock
Diamond D, peace to Seiji (oh ****, look over there)
Yo, that *****'s wild like wildlife animals
Hannibal, cannibals (whoop, what else?)
Um, male fascists, womanizers
Nymphos, ****** in disguises
(ay, watch out! What else?)
Fine women that like pretty women, some ass women
Some titty women (mostly shitty women)
Y'all ****** must be outta ya head
If your system ain't up to the red
Ah,
Get Ready.
Let's Go!
Ha!
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