[Intro]
Ahem, hit me
Yeah
It's goin down
What's goin down?
Yo, yo, yo, Reggie Noble, drop that beat in, ha
Yeah, uh-huh, uh-huh
Give it to me, give it to me

[Verse 1]
Ahh, look out, it's the Funkadelic funk for chumps
Who don't be knowin' my name, I tear the frame out ya punks
I make ya slide, make ya slip, make ya wanna backflip
I get biz with the skit, I DJ like Quik
The top-notch of the block 'cause I carry a Glock
Holy hot rocks, I'm hot, so give up the props
My style is hummin' comin' at ya, duck or get backed up
Dispatcher (Red, get freaky to the rapture)
So come on, light the buddha, check your honey while I scoop her
The Superfly Jimmy Fly Snuka rips the roof off
Then hook off on your crew, to the check of one-two
It's you (Ahh), funky fresh in the flesh, troop
Come on and get down and boogie-oogie with the roughneck
Hit women like Madonna all the way down to Smurfette
But first get your tables, I roast your whole record label, kid
Yo, Red (Whassup, G?), bridge
[Chorus]
Ooh, you blow my mind
On and on and on and on
Ooh, you blow my mind (Look out)
On and on and on and on (Ahh)

[Verse 2]
Can I tear the roof off this mother? It's the funkdafied brother
Then I laugh, because I burn ya like Backdraft
So call the fire engine 'cause I'm flamin' up your buildin'
One life to live, so the funk is in all my children
'Cause I can get wicked like the witches from Eastwick
And freak the type of funk to make all y'all teeth grit
And crumble, my style is more flyer than the Brundle
Fly from The Fly part one, The Fly part two
Psycho-beta-P-Funk, got styles hard as tree trunks
For real punk, you got a blunt, light it 'cause I need one
And get down with the irrelevant funk to make ya jump
With the fly human being, watch me freak it in Korean
저리가 비켜라, 물러 가라
누구냐? 날아, 나, 나는 Redman
나보다 잘난 놈 하나도 없다
이 세상 제일인 나는 Redman, my man
I rip shop in hip-hop, I get props, my lip rocks
The rap stuff's more spooky than movies from Hitchcock
Sit back, relax, let me rip to the funk track
And press rewind if I haven't blown your mind, ah
[Chorus]
Ooh, you blow my mind
All around the world for the funk (On and on and on and on)
All around the world for the funk (On and on and on and on)

[Verse 3]
Let me get busy with the funky-fly stuff, 'cause I'll cut your freakin'
Eyes out, fuck Bruce Willis, because I die rough
It's the Funkadelic Redman and I hit ya with the
Funkadelic level, the P-Funk, the devil
The spectacular, Blacula, bust holes like Dracula
Loaded, of course, more legend than Acura
I'm swift, I like big spliffs so I tisk-tisk a tasket
Plus keep the Glock in my basket
I'll cough up a lung 'cause I freak it with the tongue
'Cause I can wax on, wax off like Daniel-san.
Do the yay-yay, the boogie, say up jump the boogie
To the boogie to the boogie, thanks to E 'cause he hooked me
So fuck what ya heard, word to herb, 'cause I mac-frama-lama
Plus I kick the grammar straight from New Jerz
It's the renegade rap Redman, really who rip rhymes
In rough mode, yo, hold your breath while I explode, ha