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[Verse One: Redman] I go wild as I sip from a cold Löwenbräu Set up rhymes like fire to gunpowder Boom, did the bassline crank From being rated R, from being top rank I'm hard like an erection Phrases might get too tough to break down in sections So I grab a pen and pad, I'm back To make a killer, similar to a backstab Don't arrest me, arrest my brain, it's insane If I'm booty, then I've been framed By an MC, who can't be the R-E-D Fuck wit me, you'll get slapped up and capped up easy By me and a tre-eight pistol, so vacate the premises Or ask for Mayday, Mayday For H-E-L-P, brothers tell me I'm electrifyin', similar to rail three I don't brag and boast but smash and roast MC's wit degrees from here to the West Coast I'm miracle wit no abrakadaba Piece of membranes will smash like crackers Were they Ritz, Saltine, or Town House None of the above get caught wit the roundhouse Kick, blackflip, semifull My vocal chord prove my pull ain't bull I'm down wit the Squad, no more than four to five brothers Six or more, you seen got smothered By a fist of fury, next is the verdict Let's hear it from the jury [Hook] [Verse Two: PMD] I'm a nightmare to rappers, terror to an MC Cold wreck the nigga wit the help of E-D Aggravation, don't need it, so get off my dick Master of disaster, no time for flicks Straight up b-boy, Real McCoy like Bruce Leroy Strap the bozack when I'm stabbin' a skeezoid Gangsta rap, it's Daddy Mack wit a bozack Roy the funk punk pumps skunk like a smokestack So swing low and lick up balls I'm like Scharzenegger, correcting shit in Total Re- Call up E-D and the posse that's ten deep To wax a sucker nigga booty rappin MC So step off cause you gets no props So stick the fork in him, Redman (why) cause he's done [Hook] [Verse Three: Erick Sermon] I'm E-D, I belong wit the A-Team A one man wreckin machine, by all means Necessary, I destroyed on contact No fear, of getting killed cause I'm strapped The Hit Squad's deep, making it sweet To creep, on my crew so you don't sleep My mic is caffeine, similar to Maxwell Making it smooth for me, yes, to wax well And you might get scared and spark a stove Cause I pack steel but Hold On like En Vogue My swiftness, I got a gift not for Christmas God bless, mmm-hmm, can I get a witness I'm fresh like a bag of Chips Ahoy No toy, I'm a hardcore b-boy Once again, I quote, I'm danger I smoked Smokey the Bear and killed the forest ranger Poof, the fire's out and I'm gone Peace to Mandela and Farrakhan Ask us a question about this song Sign Up to Start Annotating "BROTHERS ON MY JOCK" TRACK INFO Release Date 1. I'm Mad 2. Hardcore 3. Rampage 4. Manslaughter 5. Jane 3 6. For My People 7. Mr. Bozack 8. Gold Digger 9. Give the People 10. Rap is Outta Control 11. Brothers on My Jock 12. Underground 13. Hit Squad Heist 14. Funky Piano Hardcore