Redman Wuditlooklike Lyrics

Intro:

Eeeyeahh
Wuditlooklike, to all you trick b____es
and you punk a__ n____z out there
I'm talkin to you live from WFDS
We're From the DarkSide radio
It's about two thousand degrees down this m_________er
But the funk just don't stop
As we take y'all fat roly-poly a__es on another journey
To the darkside...

Verse One:

Wuditlooklike? When I wipe off my sweat
Verbally I'm Untouchable like Elliot Ness
To the best of my ability I rock any facility
And f___ the yellow cabs I smoke buddha out deliveries
I'm just as high as the f___in friendly skies
When I'm, open, you can't even see my c____y eyes
Cause the buddha I smoke, is no joke, when I'm loc'ed
Then I wet it, then you be like -- that s___ be soaked!!
I'm saggin my.... Karl Kani...
and Two Black Guys when I get busy like the L.I.
Well I, swing it back and forth like a leaf
Without traffic I flow like the B.Q.E.
But I can pass n____z straight out of first-class
Then leave em huffin and puffin like first day at Lemans class
PPP, got the glocks and techs
And Def Squad always got some fly s___ on deck

Chorus: repeat 4X

I said wuditlooklike (wuditlooklike)
Wuditlooklike (wuditlooklike)

Verse Two:

A-hem...
The Funk Doctor Spock blow the watt through your box
I come hotter than Treach, you bet about callin the cops
Because (this type of funk you don't hear on the regular)
Rock six seven eight nine ten (to eleven ta)
Knew my style got more powers than Cocoon
Zoom your focus, I drop the mic and leave it smokin
When I'm vexed, my concepts Wreck like Effect
Verbal communications blow to the next ep
I'm robbin your brains with antilogical, phenomical
Suicidal with lethal type funk spread your nodules
Straight up the weight up plus I max like a Beta
Boy I f___ your head up like a blunt that's laced up
The boogie verbalist, vocalist
I get open with, puttin scannings on the fake soloist
My style reachin down like Ike, switch up like d___s and
You'll be tellin your psychologist wuditlooklike

Chorus

Verse Three:

Wuditlooklike suckers, punk m_________ers
b____es be actin funny, don't wanna show me no love cuz
They think I'm crazy and like mentally sick
Ahhh, give em the d___ then they quiver like fish, then I
Smoke a pound of herb a day, and yo
Some b____es say, I'm the Mack like Maceo
I don't be that I just beez the funk disease
that leave MC's, recognizing like Sam Sneed
The funkindominal, I bring drama to any rendezvous
Rock three-sixty-five, twenty-four, Monday through
That other s___, makes them other ship, flip
A-uhhm, oh-seven-one-oh-three's where I from
Been gettin dumb, every since Harlem World used to jump
And that's for all them hardrock n____z that's comin in flocks
I bust off the glock for the hood and the block

Chorus