Redman - Wuditlooklike

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Song Lyrics

Intro:

Eeeyeahh
Wuditlooklike, to all you trick bitches
and you punk ass niggaz out there
I`m talkin to you live from WFDS
We`re From the DarkSide radio
It`s about two thousand degrees down this motherfucker
But the funk just don`t stop
As we take y`all fat roly-poly asses on another journey
To the darkside...

Verse One:

Wuditlooklike? When I wipe off my sweat
Verbally I`m Untouchable like Elliot Ness
To the best of my ability I rock any facility
And fuck the yellow cabs I smoke buddha out deliveries
I`m just as high as the fuckin friendly skies
When I`m, open, you can`t even see my chinky eyes
Cause the buddha I smoke, is no joke, when I`m loc`ed
Then I wet it, then you be like -- that shit be soaked!!
I`m saggin my.... Karl Kani...
and Two Black Guys when I get busy like the L.I.
Well I, swing it back and forth like a leaf
Without traffic I flow like the B.Q.E.
But I can pass niggaz straight out of first-class
Then leave em huffin and puffin like first day at Lemans class
PPP, got the glocks and techs
And Def Squad always got some fly shit on deck

Chorus: repeat 4X

I said wuditlooklike (wuditlooklike)
Wuditlooklike (wuditlooklike)

Verse Two:

A-hem...
The Funk Doctor Spock blow the watt through your box
I come hotter than Treach, you bet about callin the cops
Because (this type of funk you don`t hear on the regular)
Rock six seven eight nine ten (to eleven ta)
Knew my style got more powers than Cocoon
Zoom your focus, I drop the mic and leave it smokin
When I`m vexed, my concepts Wreck like Effect
Verbal communications blow to the next ep
I`m robbin your brains with antilogical, phenomical
Suicidal with lethal type funk spread your nodules
Straight up the weight up plus I max like a Beta
Boy I fuck your head up like a blunt that`s laced up
The boogie verbalist, vocalist
I get open with, puttin scannings on the fake soloist
My style reachin down like Ike, switch up like dykes and
You`ll be tellin your psychologist wuditlooklike

Chorus

Verse Three:

Wuditlooklike suckers, punk motherfuckers
Bitches be actin funny, don`t wanna show me no love cuz
They think I`m crazy and like mentally sick
Ahhh, give em the dick then they quiver like fish, then I
Smoke a pound of herb a day, and yo
Some bitches say, I`m the Mack like Maceo
I don`t be that I just beez the funk disease
that leave MC`s, recognizing like Sam Sneed
The funkindominal, I bring drama to any rendezvous
Rock three-sixty-five, twenty-four, Monday through
That other shit, makes them other ship, flip
funk ridiculous, inconspicous with lyrics
A-uhhm, oh-seven-one-oh-three`s where I from
Been gettin dumb, every since Harlem World used to jump
And that`s for all them hardrock niggaz that`s comin in flocks
I bust off the glock for the hood and the block

Chorus

Release History

1994

Dare Iz A Darkside

1. Dr. Trevis (2:09)
2. Bobyahed2dis (3:23)
3. Journey Throo Da Darkside (2:27)
4. Da Journee (0:31)
5. A Million And 1 Buddah Spots (1:41)
6. Noorotic (3:00)
7. Boodah Session (0:23)
8. Cosmic Slop (3:32)
9. Rockafella (R.i.p.) (3:27)
10. Rockafella (5:08)
11. Green Island (5:42)
12. Basically (2:03)
13. Can't Wait (4:13)
14. Winicumuhround (4:28)
15. Wuditlooklike (3:20)
16. Slide And Rock On (3:54)
17. Sooperman Luva Ii (4:56)
18. We Run N.y. (4:13)
19. Dr. Trevis (Signs Off) (1:44)
20. Tonight's Da Nite (Remix) (3:49)