Lyrics On Fire - Redman
Them
bitches
swear
they
fly
We
on
fire
tonight
and
the
place
is
lookin′
steamy
We
on
fire
tonight,
we
on
fire
tonight
And
the
place
is
lookin'
steamy,
we
on
fire
tonight
Now
everytime
I
grab
the
mic,
I
always
start
shit
up
Sharper
than
your
double
edger,
watch
me
cough
shit
up
Live
and
direct,
respect
it
to
the
Underground
Connect
I′m
wreckin'
any
MC
you
select
Yo
E,
load
me
in
your
gun,
light
the
flares
Give
me
forty
eight
bars
and
I
go
out
like
gays
at
Billy
Bear
Wear
and
tear,
I'm
wreckin′
for
the
Bricks
is
where
Jump
in
my
way
and
get
your
body
splattered
everywhere
Conjunction,
junction,
what′s
your
function?
It's
that
nigga
who′s
so
swift,
I
could
lose
a
compass
Step
into
jams
with
seven
niggaz
in
a
land
And
forty
motherfuckers
in
some
fucked
up
caravan
Drop
the
Fahrenheit
back
down
to
zero
Bring
heat
to
the
streets
like
I'm
Pacino
and
DeNiro
Raw
dog
material,
grand
imperial
Talk
to
my
shorty
nigga,
my
ears
ain′t
hearin'
you
We
on
fire
tonight
and
the
place
is
lookin′
steamy
We
on
fire
tonight,
so
take
heed
to
what
I'm
sayin'
′Cause
tonight′s
the
night
and
me
and
my
nuccas
ain't
playin′
We
on
fire
tonight
and
the
place
is
lookin'
steamy,
we
on
fire
Come,
come
here
baby,
come,
come
here
baby
Now
do
I
look
crazy?
Deranged,
maybe
You
shot
first,
your
glock
burst
but
it
graze
me
Now
time
for
lyrics,
put
up
your
guns
And
watch
me
get
this
shit
hoppin′
like
the
West
was
won
Got
that
lyrical
chicken
feed
for
all
chicken
heads
Crowd
your
Rap
City
committee
like
I'm
Big
Leads
Most
sicker
than
them
Melendez
brothers
You
need
Cochran
when
you′re
fuckin'
with
Judge
Red
Put
your
fingers
up
if
you
love
hash
and
cash
I
been
that
way
since
Ike
Turner
was
kickin'
Tina
ass
Ers
ridin′
dick
like
I′m
a
motorcycle
You
wanna
shine
bitch?
Let
me
simonize
you
I
make
sure
your
vision
blur
'Til
you
don′t
know
what
occurred
until
I
black
out
every
nerve
Foul
women
get
served
as
chicken
head
hors
d'oeuvre
I
drop
your
tops
like
your
heads
was
convertibles
If
you
still
look
up
in
the
sky,
I′m
still
high
All
the
way
live
like
Lakeside,
wanna
die?
E,
whattup
son,
you
got
this
beat
pumpin'
The
way
I
feel
niggaz
ain′t
leave
until
they
up
in
somethin'
Pack
my
dutch
like
the
niggaz
in
the
county
Dayrooms,
stay
tuned,
for
Doc
Illuminati
Up
around
them
big
butt
freaks
is
where
you
find
me
Martini
and
Rossi,
Asti
Spumante
We
on
fire
tonight
and
the
place
is
lookin'
steamy
We
on
fire
tonight,
so
take
heed
to
what
I′m
sayin′
'Cause
tonight′s
the
night
and
me
and
my
nuccas
ain't
playin′
We
on
fire
tonight
and
the
place
is
lookin'
steamy,
we
on
fire
Come,
come
here
baby,
come,
come
here
baby
To
my
people
in
the
back
if
you′re
not
the
wack
Say,
"Don't
stop
the
body
rock"
To
my
people
in
the
front
if
you're
talkin′
all
blunts
Say,
"Don′t
stop
the
body
rock"
I'm
too
strong
for
you
to
listen,
I
started
spittin′
That's
why
the
brick
niggaz
be
lickin′
They
stay
on
magazine
written
equipments
And
lyrics
I
got
'em
by
the
shipment,
where
your
bitch
went?
I′m
smokin'
leaky
out
the
Lec-y,
fatal
My
squad
steps
with
the
ultimatum,
true
that
My
muzak
move
crowds
like
down
the
hill
moved
crack
For
those
who
stepped
on
toes,
I
want
my
shoes
back
Buddy,
bringin'
money
to
your
girl
For
your
little
daughter
like
I′m
Cutty
Twenty
dollars
a
pop
to
dub
me,
I
bug
G,
quote
it
I
see
you
notice
how
I
leave
microphones
corroded
Your
staff
not
up
to
par,
you
raw
You′re
more
like
Zsa
Zsa
Gabor
Call
deep
niggaz,
keep
the
gas
pedal
floored
And
I
pump
the
funk
to
keep
a
room
aboard
We
on
fire
tonight
and
the
place
is
lookin'
steamy
1 Rollin'
2 Soopaman Luva 3
3 What U Lookin' 4
4 Yesh Yesh Ya'll
5 Da Bump
6 Creepin'
7 Smoke Buddah
8 Rock da Spot
9 On Fire
10 Intro
11 Iz He 4 Real
12 Welcome (Interlude)
13 Case Closed
14 Chicken Head Convention (Skit)
15 Do What Ya Feel
16 The Stick Up (Skit)
17 It's Like That (My Big Brother)
18 Da Ill Out
19 Soopaman Luva 3 Interview (skit)
20 Pick It Up
21 Skit
22 Whateva Man
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