Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Jail Skit , by - Redman. Song from the album The Art Of Storytelling, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 31.12.1998
Record label: DEF JAM
Song language: English
Jail Skit |
| Inmate 9 184 968, pack your stuff, you’re free to go… |
| Dum da da dum duh, Dum da da dum duh |
| Excuse me, I’m trying to earn a mere buck or two |
| A solemn rapper come in, and who the fuck are you? |
| Around this part of town with diamonds and your girl’s in fur |
| «I'm trying to enter in this rap contest you’re havin sir» |
| You’re kinda late «Flat tire» Well that’d do it cuz |
| Excuse me dear, my gosh, you look nice! |
| Put away your money «I'll buy that slice!» |
| She said, «Thanks — I’d rather a slice of you |
| I’m just joking, but that’s awfully nice of you» |
| The compliment showed she had a mind in her |
| It’s DJ Run and I’m almost blinded her |
| Ran up the stairs up to the top floor |
| Opened up the door yo, guess who he saw? |
| Redman the dope fiend puffin smoke |
| Who don’t know the meaning of water nor soap |
| I said «I need bullets, hurry up, run!» |