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Rated "R" - Redman
"I'm rated R, this is a warning"

"I'm rated R, this is a warning"

"I'm rated R, this is a warning"

"I'm rated R, this is a warning"

Nah nah nah, fuck that!
Don't hold me back,
the Funkadelic Devil just snapped

with a rap, that's shittin
on the story of Jack Sprat
So put your money where your mouth is,
watch Redman house shit
And if it's beef I'll punch you
in your mouth kid ('Damn!')
I got a heart but my heart
is made out of nails
Word to Jamel, my heart pumps
nails in my blood rails

I'm not a warrior or Bavarian type of nigga
I'm just quick to smoke your
family then fuck your sister
That's what type of shit I'm on, word is bond
Been thinkin about playin that nice guy role ?
Cause every since I was an infrant
I was different
Paid no attention to my moms
when she ripped it

I was a hardheaded mother-eff,
but had to step
cause she hit me with a left,
then another left
That's why my brain is out of order
because it just a quarter to
manslaughter your little daughter

And do a driveby, fuck that,
I walk by and I spray shit
then carve my name in your pavement
I was Rated 'X' but I flexed
I beat up the devil with a shovel
so he dropped me a level
Ain't that ill? That I could just stand
and watch a bloodspill
from a known rapper,
but now the rapper's no frill
Just because I made a record
I'm a star, that's bullshit
What's the flavor Tim
(Fuck what you heard, this rated R)

"I'm rated R, this is a warning"

"Boy you can't fuck with me!!"
"I'm rated R, this is a warning"

"Boy you can't fuck with me!!"
"I'm rated R, this is a warning"

"Boy you can't fuck with me!!"

Back to part two of the segment,
the Red bend
mics of all types, pour beer
out for my dead friends
And if I didn't know ya,
to hell witcha punk
and tell the devil I'll be in tow
n for lunch (heh heh heh heh)
Got Naughty in my Nature
plus I'm down with O.P.P.

The best part about it, I got AIDS, bitch!
Psych, I'm only kiddin, only do it to ugly women
cause the pretty one's puss
smell like they went fishin

I grab my dick with a tight grip,
cause I might flip
(Yo Red, kick that hype shit on
who you had a fight with!)
I had a fight with Chuck,

the punk motherfuck
tried to stab me in the gut,
so I dazed him with a uppercut (BING!)
Snapped the neck on Michael
Myers then I freaked it; cause it was August
and he was talkin this trick
or treat shit (Trick or treat!)
Jason my man slangs rocks like up the block

143rd and Amsterdam by the smoke shop
Norman Bates work the night shift late
Since he dresses like his momma,
I pimp him and his hoecake
Bust a maneuver Freddy Kruger,

dreamed about
me havin him scooped,
he woke up with his zooks up
That caused me to cut the hands
off the man with the chainsaw
Plus I got his brain pickled in a jar
So let's get down with the funk break,
cause they tailgate
my rap style, so to cut em off I truncate
And rough em up, tough em up,
like bust em up
with the one-two punch,
like servin a customer

And if you hear a man that sounds
like me smack him
Then ask him where the fuck did
he get his damn raps from
I know, from me, THE original P-Funk

See ya next LP chump!
"I'm rated R, this is a warning"

"I'm rated R, this is a warning"

"I'm rated R, this is a warning"

"I'm rated R, this is a warning"