Alright (Redman & Method Man feat. Nefertitti Avani)
Uh, ladies and gentlemen
We'd like to welcome y'all to this Def Jam party
And I'm your host with the most, Snoop D-O-Dub (haha)
Now, tonight, I'll be bringing some of my old friends
And some of my new friends (Redman in the motherf- building)
But the whole point is
We gon' have us some fun tonight (let's get it)
Yo, I can write rhymes in my phone and sell it on eBay
I moved up like Georg-ayo Weezy (hahahaha)
My punchlines hit like Gervonta in the ring
And when you swing, it's little Nacho Libre
In the booth, I Crash Bandicoot
No room, '90s era, gotta raise the roof, hanh
Everybody feel it, Mike Myers with the mic how I kill it
Then I get this top billin', hey (woo)
Keep your third eye open
Any problem with the safe
Then I crack the 40 open (get 'em)
Cheers, get put in the trunk
That's my nigga Battlecat providin' the funk
That's the old world, I'm frontline from a cold borough
You in the back like a epidural
Stay there, you ain't ready to move with real n- (that's right)
And guess who I'm talkin' to, you sucker
You already know what it is, yeah
You know how it goes, tell 'em turn off the stereo
Ain't nuthin' but a G thang, baby
Def Jam got the place goin' crazy
Catch you by tonight, it's alright, it's alright
Back with my Uncle Snoop
Like it's 2 Live Crew way back with my Uncle Luke
I get MIA with your bae, chuck up the deuce
Feelin' like I took the W, I done stuck up the groove, yeah
Don't mean to trouble you, guess who stepped in the room
With the same clothes he slept in, one more step and kaboom
So just assume to these MF'ers, I'm DOOM
On the day that I was born, I wrote M-E-F in the womb
That was crazy, my mama's baby, my papa's maybe
That's papa's lady but she ain't rockin' with papa lately
And I'm a son, I don't run, don't need to nominate me
Just had a fraction for somethin' common, denominate me
Yeah, for the green, they try and abominate me
They hope to change me like that ain't something Obama gave me
It's me and the S-N double O-P
To my sisters with the voices like SWV
You already know what it is, yeah
You know how it goes, tell 'em turn off the stereo
Ain't nuthin' but a G thang, baby
Def Jam got the place goin' crazy
Catch you by tonight, it's alright, it's alright
What up, world? I'm Nefertitti, true to the description
I'm the new religion, deified, this is a premonition
I'm the future, if you know me, you a prophet
I've been the plug, all I needed was the socket (oh, oh)
Give me 16, I'ma rock it, Apollo
I'm the act NASA won't be able to follow
Beyond the moon, I'm the universe they can't get to
The who's who of gettin' fed grapes in the gold canoe
The Queen of Queens, treasure measure wider than the seven seas
Light years beyond what they could conceive
I'm Ali with the punchlines, better bob and weave
Always got some s- up my sleeve
Guys on me thicker than thieves, 360 degrees
I'm the truth, and the truth, don't need you to believe
Energy is the new currency, I'm rich, boy, I'm wealthy
Let me hear you clap if you felt me
You already know what it is, yeah
You know how it goes, tell 'em turn off the stereo
Ain't nuthin' but a G thang, baby
Def Jam got the place goin' crazy
Catch you by tonight, it's alright, it's alright
We'd like to welcome y'all to this Def Jam party
And I'm your host with the most, Snoop D-O-Dub (haha)
Now, tonight, I'll be bringing some of my old friends
And some of my new friends (Redman in the motherf- building)
But the whole point is
We gon' have us some fun tonight (let's get it)
Yo, I can write rhymes in my phone and sell it on eBay
I moved up like Georg-ayo Weezy (hahahaha)
My punchlines hit like Gervonta in the ring
And when you swing, it's little Nacho Libre
In the booth, I Crash Bandicoot
No room, '90s era, gotta raise the roof, hanh
Everybody feel it, Mike Myers with the mic how I kill it
Then I get this top billin', hey (woo)
Keep your third eye open
Any problem with the safe
Then I crack the 40 open (get 'em)
Cheers, get put in the trunk
That's my nigga Battlecat providin' the funk
That's the old world, I'm frontline from a cold borough
You in the back like a epidural
Stay there, you ain't ready to move with real n- (that's right)
And guess who I'm talkin' to, you sucker
You already know what it is, yeah
You know how it goes, tell 'em turn off the stereo
Ain't nuthin' but a G thang, baby
Def Jam got the place goin' crazy
Catch you by tonight, it's alright, it's alright
Back with my Uncle Snoop
Like it's 2 Live Crew way back with my Uncle Luke
I get MIA with your bae, chuck up the deuce
Feelin' like I took the W, I done stuck up the groove, yeah
Don't mean to trouble you, guess who stepped in the room
With the same clothes he slept in, one more step and kaboom
So just assume to these MF'ers, I'm DOOM
On the day that I was born, I wrote M-E-F in the womb
That was crazy, my mama's baby, my papa's maybe
That's papa's lady but she ain't rockin' with papa lately
And I'm a son, I don't run, don't need to nominate me
Just had a fraction for somethin' common, denominate me
Yeah, for the green, they try and abominate me
They hope to change me like that ain't something Obama gave me
It's me and the S-N double O-P
To my sisters with the voices like SWV
You already know what it is, yeah
You know how it goes, tell 'em turn off the stereo
Ain't nuthin' but a G thang, baby
Def Jam got the place goin' crazy
Catch you by tonight, it's alright, it's alright
What up, world? I'm Nefertitti, true to the description
I'm the new religion, deified, this is a premonition
I'm the future, if you know me, you a prophet
I've been the plug, all I needed was the socket (oh, oh)
Give me 16, I'ma rock it, Apollo
I'm the act NASA won't be able to follow
Beyond the moon, I'm the universe they can't get to
The who's who of gettin' fed grapes in the gold canoe
The Queen of Queens, treasure measure wider than the seven seas
Light years beyond what they could conceive
I'm Ali with the punchlines, better bob and weave
Always got some s- up my sleeve
Guys on me thicker than thieves, 360 degrees
I'm the truth, and the truth, don't need you to believe
Energy is the new currency, I'm rich, boy, I'm wealthy
Let me hear you clap if you felt me
You already know what it is, yeah
You know how it goes, tell 'em turn off the stereo
Ain't nuthin' but a G thang, baby
Def Jam got the place goin' crazy
Catch you by tonight, it's alright, it's alright
Credits
Writer(s): Clifford Smith, Kevin Gilliam, Reginald Noble, Nefertitti Avani
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