Jaylib The Red lyrics

Yo man you here dat you here dat shit man
Like what the fuck is this
Hey look at this what kinda luck is this
Uh Madlib and Dilla is the illest my niggaz

Only haters holler they can't feel us
Wanna get looser then we?
But just gonna be a looser to me and Dilla
Killa, Talkin' bout how you kill cops, you softer then a pillow

Backslapin' ya neck while you covered in rep?
'Cause you bluffin' and you ain't said nothin' to spec?
Anyway I'm straight high off the trees
Your girl don't wanna lie she's gonna get on a niggaz dick turn it up
Y'all niggaz must be outta head if ya sister made it up to the bed

Yo what was that you said right there what was that?
Mr. Leadway, instant replay, instant relay

Instant MC, Producer, and DJ
I do this shit without a cell beeper or three way

Your coming off like like a G-lay?
Anyway ay, peace to A.G.
Peace to Pete Rock, Diamond D, peace to Sage
Oh that nigga wildlight, wildlife, hannibal, cannibals

What what else? Um, male fascists, womanizers
Nymphos, niggaz in disguises
Ah what else? Fine women that like pretty women
Some fuck women, some fuck woman, mostly fuckin' women
Y'all niggaz must be outta ya head if ya sisters made it up to the bed

Uh, get ready, let's go