Jam 4 U lyrics translation: REDMAN Jam 4 U song texte and letras REDMAN Jam 4 U tab, paroles and testo REDMAN Jam 4 U Karaoke and Music Video - none yet
inhales starts coughing*
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 down
but for now I `Get on up!` rhythm and funk
makes you hump like Technotronic I`ll make the Jam Pump
Strong 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 know
when my afro grow that mean more rhymes to flow
But I continue, on the menu, and send you
on a jam that earthquakes the whole damn venue
It`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 Kong
Drop 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 2X)
`Ev-everybody get up!`
`I just want to jam for you` (repeat 2X)
`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 Secret
Me rip, the crowd in half on the sneak tip
til 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 King
Cause I kick the mode to make your brain explode
It`s the HUH, the funk, now I`m known around the globe
So buckle up, hush up, while I freak the funk to get down
with the sound, grab my bozack then I freeze now...
... on your mark, get ready, get set, let`s go
with the flow to jet like Delta, or Jesse O.
Whiz with the bends I clean my front lens
with a system, that knocks harder than Rin-Tin-Tin
Without question, I`m flexy when I`m sexin
Wicked when I Kick It like A Tribe Called Quest-in
The rude Redman rip backbones and hips to bits
then 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 bucket
That`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!`