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Redman feat. Das EFX - Rap Scholar (Original Version)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Das EFX
Das EFX
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
A. Weston
A. Weston
Songwriter
Parish "PMD" Smith
Parish "PMD" Smith
Songwriter
W. Hines
W. Hines
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Parish "PMD" Smith
Parish "PMD" Smith
Co-Producer
Armondo Colon for Tumblin' Dice, Inc.
Armondo Colon for Tumblin' Dice, Inc.
Co-Producer
Rashad Smith
Rashad Smith
Producer
Armando Colon
Armando Colon
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
It's the rap scholar, here to make a dollar
Try and follow, guaranteed to make your holler, check it out
Everybody, everybody
It's the rap scholar, here to make a dollar
Try and follow, guaranteed to make your holler, check it out
[Verse 2]
Ayo, my dawgs hold heat, control the whole street
And when it's time to bust, they don't get cold feet
You know it's me, naw, 'cause some say the boat rocker
Big Mac, not the Whopper, peace to Big Poppa
The show stopper like Salt-N-Pepa, rhyme wrecker
Friggidy-front on this, I won't let you
I bet they catch you striggidy-straight out the blue
Diggidy Das EFX, Redman comin' through
We biggidy bubblin' like some bubbly, lovely
But what trouble be findin' me?
Kid, he cover me
I represent my ground, so, yo, what up now?
Non-believers hatin', what the fuck, now?
Bucktown kid, you can get stuck down for that shit
The mack spit accurate, make your back split
Sewer rats get a lotta cheese like ricotta
The three man team, the rap scholars
[Verse 3]
New York, everybody
Cali, everybody come on
[Verse 4]
It's the rap scholar, here to make a dollar
Try and follow, guaranteed to make your holler, check it out
(D.C.)
Everybody, everybody (Overseas)
Come on
It's the rap scholar, here to make a dollar
Try and follow, guaranteed to make your holler, check it out
[Verse 5]
Ayo, it's the rap scholar, hot around the collar
Pack a blacka-blacka since I was a toddler
Drama, the nine-seven **** Madonna
Reptile texture be the blood of a iguana
Sick, dick about nine inch thick
I make a four-twenty Benzo look like a six
First of the month, I got the bundles for the wick
My hands big as a catcher's mitt when I brick
Sucker MCs who did not learn
If you don't this time, from coast to coast, I'm
The dark ranger, call me Don Punana
So hot, my chewing gum flavor's enchiladas
You can tell I don't give a fuck
Deliver the cold to the place that shiver the erector
Fuck you and the ship you came on
While you sit around bitchin', I get my bangs on
[Verse 6]
East coast, everybody
West coast, everybody (Yeah, yeah)
[Verse 7]
It's the rap scholar, here to make a dollar
Try and follow, guaranteed to make your holler, check it out
(Up north)
Everybody (Down south)
Everybody
It's the rap scholar, here to make a dollar
Try and follow, guaranteed to make your holler, check it out
[Verse 8]
Biggidy bingo, bango, bust, how the slang go
Change up the angle, now who wanna tango?
Click-clack, hit that, done let me rip that
Spit that, flip that, shit to push your wig back
You showboatin', get your whole frame broken
Found floatin' somewhere in Hoboken
No jokin', jump out the Benz bubble
Pull out the pound and bust around in your huddle
[Verse 9]
Spent a lotta ghetto days learnin' ghetto ways
Learn the ins and outs of ghetto trades
Still, I'm searchin' for a better way
Niggidy-never stress it though
Kid, it come and go
Trust me if it's runnin' low, I might just throw the gun in your
(What?) Face
I want what's mine, so throw your hands in the air
'Cause of the rhyme, auto .9 up against your spine
Blow your spot up 'cause, yo, I gotta get this ricotta
The three man team, the rap scholars
[Verse 10]
New York, everybody
Cali, everybody, come on
[Verse 11]
The rap scholar, here to make a dollar
Try and follow, guaranteed to make your holler, check it out
(D.C.)
Everybody
(Overseas)
Everybody (Yeah)
Check it out
It's the rap scholar, here to make a dollar
Written by: A. Weston, Parish "PMD" Smith, W. Hines
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