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Jam 4 you

Yo, this is for motherfuckers -- that talk that sellout shit "I just want to jam for you" (repeat 2X) "
Ev-everybody get up!" "
I just want to jam for you" (repeat 2X) "
Get on up!" "Get down, get down, on down.." like James Brown plus I get downbut for now I "Get on up!" rhythm and funkmakes you hump like Technotronic I'll make the Jam PumpStrong to the finish when I freak the fly gimmick like"
Du-na-da-du-duh!" without eating my damn spinach
Cause when I'm on a roll, that's when Redman start"to chill..." round off backflip cartwheel"
Ahhhhhh, you guessed it!" I knowwhen my afro grow that mean more rhymes to flow
But I continue, on the menu, and send youon a jam that earthquakes the whole damn venueIt's like this, it's like that, I won't slack
I pack more steel than the cops pack blackjacks
Word is bond, the quiet storm broke your arm
When I sound off from here all the way to Hong KongDrop pound for pound to throwdown and strut
Yo E what's that funk mode? "Get on up!" "I just want to jam for you" (repeat 2
X) "Ev-everybody get up!" "I just want to jam for you" (repeat 2
X) "Get on up!" Check this out here, let the rough cut cut your ear
Hit Squad's the crew I'm twenty-two and Beck's the beer
Float like Muhammad, roll-on like SecretMe rip, the crowd in half on the sneak tiptil they crumble, too humble for you to stumble
I sting like a bu-bee while the others bum-bumble
Don-dan-dan, do-do-dan-ding
Extremely wild, like the hair on Don KingCause I kick the mode to make your brain explodeIt's the HUH, the funk, now I'm known around the globe
So buckle up, hush up, while I freak the funk to get downwith the sound, grab my bozack then I freeze now...... on your mark, get ready, get set, let's gowith the flow to jet like Delta, or Jesse O.Whiz with the bends I clean my front lenswith a system, that knocks harder than Rin-Tin-TinWithout question, I'm flexy when I'm sexin
Wicked when I Kick It like A Tribe Called Quest-inThe rude Redman rip backbones and hips to bitsthen split ya from your wrist to your armpits
But true indeed, since pop's dropped the seed
I knew I'd be, the funkiest brother that ever bleeds
Rough and rugged, more nuggets in the bucketThat's dum dum dollars, and yes Redman love it
Pound for pound, I throw down to make ya strut
Yo E what's that funk mode? "Get on up!" "I just want to jam for you" (repeat 2
X) "Ev-everybody get up!" "I just want to jam for you" (repeat 2
X)

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Yo, this is for motherfuckers -- that talk that sellout shit 	"I just want to jam for you" (repeat 2X)		"
Ev-everybody get up!"	"
I just want to jam for you" (repeat 2X)		"
Get on up!" "Get down, get down, on down.." like James Brown plus I get downbut for now I "Get on up!" rhythm and funkmakes you hump like Technotronic I'll make the Jam PumpStrong to the finish when I freak the fly gimmick like"
Du-na-da-du-duh!" without eating my damn spinach
Cause when I'm on a roll, that's when Redman start"to chill..." round off backflip cartwheel"
Ahhhhhh, you guessed it!" I knowwhen my afro grow that mean more rhymes to flow
But I continue, on the menu, and send youon a jam that earthquakes the whole damn venueIt's like this, it's like that, I won't slack
I pack more steel than the cops pack blackjacks
Word is bond, the quiet storm broke your arm
When I sound off from here all the way to Hong KongDrop pound for pound to throwdown and strut
Yo E what's that funk mode? "Get on up!" "I just want to jam for you" (repeat 2
X) "Ev-everybody get up!" "I just want to jam for you" (repeat 2
X) "Get on up!" Check this out here, let the rough cut cut your ear
Hit Squad's the crew I'm twenty-two and Beck's the beer
Float like Muhammad, roll-on like SecretMe rip, the crowd in half on the sneak tiptil they crumble, too humble for you to stumble
I sting like a bu-bee while the others bum-bumble
Don-dan-dan, do-do-dan-ding
Extremely wild, like the hair on Don KingCause I kick the mode to make your brain explodeIt's the HUH, the funk, now I'm known around the globe
So buckle up, hush up, while I freak the funk to get downwith the sound, grab my bozack then I freeze now...... on your mark, get ready, get set, let's gowith the flow to jet like Delta, or Jesse O.Whiz with the bends I clean my front lenswith a system, that knocks harder than Rin-Tin-TinWithout question, I'm flexy when I'm sexin
Wicked when I Kick It like A Tribe Called Quest-inThe rude Redman rip backbones and hips to bitsthen split ya from your wrist to your armpits
But true indeed, since pop's dropped the seed
I knew I'd be, the funkiest brother that ever bleeds
Rough and rugged, more nuggets in the bucketThat's dum dum dollars, and yes Redman love it
Pound for pound, I throw down to make ya strut
Yo E what's that funk mode? "Get on up!" "I just want to jam for you" (repeat 2
X) "Ev-everybody get up!" "I just want to jam for you" (repeat 2
X)