1990 NOW

Clap ya hands (hahahahaha)

Clap ya hands everybody, cause I (Uh)

Clap ya hands (Uh, paging Reggie Noble)

Clap ya hands everybody, cause I (hehehehe)

Clap ya hands

Man I'm hungry muh-fucka

Clap ya hands everybody, cause I (Ow!)

Clap ya hands

Skills, nigga

Clap ya hands everybody

I'm so amazing, flow is casian

Fly, everything aviation

Feel like Clark, when I'm on vacation

I throw it in the park, now I'm back to basics

Who need teaching, I'm cocky, I'm reachin'

It's ugly, like when old lady's ain't easin' [?]

I don't like leaving, my weight like a vegan

But compared to y'all on the mic, you ain't eatin'

I ain't talking Lambo's & F1's,

but more like Rakim & KRS Ones (Hahahehe!)

I'm killin' em, you can keep your money

I'm bossing the big guests, just to write the cheque on

I know I'm difficult, rap got typical, but I got visual (Yes)

The band like biggalo [?] (Yeeeeees)

I'm like the i12 app for risers, [?

] so rush represent from New Jersey's finest

Clap ya hands, everybody, cause I brought weed for everbody

They ask "Redman, what's the sound?

" I tell 'em "Muh-fuckin' (The year

is 1990, 90!) 1990 Now!" (There it is)

I said, clap ya hands, everybody,

cause I brought weed for everbody (Let's go!)

They ask "Redman, what's the sound?

" I tell 'em " Muh-fuckin' 1990 Now!"

Yo, I want the Green like 'Cee Lo', be the new niño

Have Italian chicks grab my libido [?]

You got the swag, but I got skills

I'm half hustable [?] when I'm after them feels

Yes sir, nigga, I'm a hustler too

When I hit the rap game,

where the fuck where you (where was you nigga!)

'92; I was G Rap cool on camera,

Was all in the zone like Deion Sanders

New niggas hate that, old niggas make that

That's like a Maybach, built with an 8-Track

Scrubs, they get Ajax ASAP

Niggas who wouldn't squeeze a mayonnaise pack

70's; I was Commodore's & Whispers,

rival gangs like Cowboys in Pitsburgh

When I was putting up Muddy Waters

Stickers, You was a young cat, crying me big bird [?]

Clap ya hands, everybody, cause I brought weed for everbody

They ask "Redman, what's the sound?

" I tell 'em "Muh-fuckin' (The year

is 1990, 90!) 1990 Now!" (There it is)

I said, clap ya hands, everybody,

cause I brought weed for everbody (Let's go!)

They ask "Redman, what's the sound?

" I tell 'em " Muh-fuckin' (The year

is 1990, 90!) 1990 Now!" (Let's Go!)

I want the Green like 'Cee Lo', be the niño (Woah Woah Woah)

The fuck is you talkin' about?

(You spit that shit already)

Ah, I did, right? God dammit! Bring it back

Yo, when my camp on fire; Smokey the Bear

It's only fade & it's mostly the hair

Got women clumsy,

like Sinclair in some mini Jordan's my nigga owe me a pair (I swear)

I can afford to take losses,

with all these exhausts on the horses [?] (Doc!)

You won't find me up in the office,

when it's Friday & I want Ms. Parker [?]

Yeah, I done pow around a sundown,

I should be rich now like the Rothschilds

Rather, I'm in the hood with a black'n mild

Listenin' to y'all demos on Soundclouds

And-

Y-See!? (Aw!)

You done fucked my vibe up, man (No!)

Fix y'all shit, man

Clap ya hands, everybody, cause I brought weed for everbody

They ask "Redman, what's the sound?

" I tell 'em "Muh-fuckin' (The year

is! 1990, 90) 1990 Now!" (There it is)

Clap ya hands, everybody, (Aw Man) cause I brought weed for everbody

They ask "Redman, what's the sound?

" I tell 'em " Muh-fuckin' (The year is!

1990, 90) 1990 Now!" (Let's go!) (Yessir)

Clap ya hands, everybody,

cause I brought weed for everbody (Brick City, what's good baby?)

They ask "Redman, what's the sound?

" I tell 'em "Muh-fuckin' (The year is

1990, 90!) 1990 Now!" (There it is) (Whoooo)

Clap ya hands, everybody,

(Latifah what's good baby?) cause I brought weed for everbody

They ask "Redman, what's the sound?" (Gilla House) I tell 'em

Music slows down & soon cuts off:

Turn yo mother fuckin' mu-u-u-u-u-u-u-s-i-i-i-i-i-i-c...

Yo, What the fuck!

AW!

Who the fuck turned off the power!?

(Fuck man)

Fuckin' Assholes