Redman feat. Icarus Da Bullshit Lyrics

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Da bullshit, IC-Don ************, da bullshit
Funk Doc, ************, push whips, ************
Na, na, chill out, who got the weed in this ************, yo
Brick City, Jersey, I got the weed, homie
Na, na, na chill, chill, chill, na, na chill , where the weed at
It's da bullshit, bullshit, yo where the weed at fellas, what you lightin'

Yo, yo, you ************s gon' learn
When it come to this ****, I ain't about takin' turns
'Cause Doc's in the place, the cold *****, I'm too late to thaw
Doc unfold *****s 'til they ribs is raw

Whether you up the ball or ride the *****
My pens write with a vengeance and Viagra in
Stay hard like the biceps when it's stacked
I'm gritty, I wouldn't love in a tennis match

I don't like to sign autographs half the time
I scribble my name and draw a jackass design
Calvin Kleins spilled on the floor, you just got
Dogged on the tour, so, send some new whores, H O

I got a food table to warm, a new neighbor to warn
And people at the label I'm on
Crunch time, what you think the forty-four is for
When I grub, I want the whole smorgas board

Gotta clean my act up and, get my thoughts straight
Stop smashin' the five and appear in the court dates
I won't ride the bike unless it's see be are
With no tricks but a ***** it'll be on next

I'm still wheel handlin, you die in a ambulance
Block prime scramblin', glock nine handlin'
Duckin' the flows of mind travelin'
You heard it before, you ain't Sunshine Anderson

Got a bomb plantin' and I'm ready for more
*****es gettin' in my party givin' head at the do
All my *****s and my shorty's and get high in the audience
I carry a gaudy gun, you'll die in the audience

That's the bullshit, the bullshit
We walk up in the club we on the bullshit
That's the bullshit, the bullshit
Fondling your ***** *** off the bullshit

That's the bullshit, the bullshit
Brick City, Brook-non off the bullshit
That's the bullshit, that's the bullshit
That's the- nah, nah, nah, nah, chill *****
That's the bullshit

Yo, I put the pressure on a man without a gun in my hand
His limpin' lenny turn around and then I pump from the pants
One nine in each arm, I get hot as I squeeze from it
Now he's a cheap ornament, died in a street tournament

Peep the clues, not deep with dudes
My Benz don't carry shoes 'cause I'm cheap as Jews
But I let off this cannon bet your fleet would move
After that I tell you and what the beat to do

**** the Visine, duck when I lean out the window
With a shottie with me and myself and Irene and my team
**** your mainstream dry off feet
I'm explosive as Simon in Die Hard 3

Now you wavin' six flags like you at GA
'Cause my gun on standby like a flight delay
Sprayin' water on all those whoever's hot
Take they mic, take they jewels, then them Bezell, Doc

Stop IC-Don, get gone, ***** I'm here
Sippin' a beer, 5th with the clip in the rear
That'll lift him off his feet, make him flip in the air
I pull big guns out, like I'm hittin' a deer

You don't really know when trouble come
When you open your door and somebody
In yo, house chewin' bubble gum
With double guns, cocked in each hand
*****, you about to be buried in beach sand

I don't care if you broke or not
I don't care if you sell weed, dope, coke or not
*****, I still smoke the glock
Give your face polka dots, y'all better hope I stop

Man doom, I kidnap a classroom
Hide 'em in the left wing of my bathroom
Do you think you could survive all that we bring, ya
Bullets, comin' at ya just as long as your finger

And every, morning I linger on the corner just drinkin'
Borin' and thinkin', how I'm 'bout to score with this ink pen
You better hope we blow on this rappin' ****
You don't want us to go under the mattresses

Shorty lookin' at me funny like I don't get bank
My house is hot *****, I swim in my fish tank
Every car got a bar, the whole clique drink
I'm a dirty *****, nuts sweaty, **** stink

After we ****, I'm takin' you to S and D's
That's a lie ***** I am on ecstasy
I won't remember none of this when the X in me
So if you want sex for free, check for me, IC-Don
Malpractice Track Listing
CD 1
  • 1 Roller Coaster Malpractice (intro)
  • 2 Diggy Doc
  • 3 Lick a Shot
  • 4 Let's Get Dirty (I Can't Get in da club)
  • 5 WKYA (Drop)
  • 6 2-Way Madness (skit)
  • 7 Real Niggaz
  • 8 Uh-Huh
  • 9 Da Bullshit
  • 10 Who Wants to Fuck a Millionaire (skit)
  • 11 Enjoy da Ride
  • 12 Jerry Swinger Stickup (skit)
  • 13 J.U.M.P.
  • 14 Muh-Fucka
  • 15 Bricks Two
  • 16 Wrong 4 Dat
  • 17 Judge Juniqua (skit)
  • 18 Dat Bitch
  • 19 Doggz II
  • 20 Whut I'Ma Do Now
  • 21 Soopaman Luva 5, Part I
  • 22 Soopaman Luva 5, Part II
  • 23 Smash Sumthin'
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