Epmd - Head Banger Lyrics
[redman] negroes!!!!!!!!(repeat 6x) [hit squad] the head banger, what?[hit squad] the head bangerParrish smith gettin wreck[hit squad] the head bangerVerse one: parrish smithKa-rank the boombox as my sound knock from blocksAs I chill, and bust grills you take snapshotsOf the maniac, dressed in black, carry round a strapKid you play me too close (slow down and catch a cap, pow!!)Cause I dont play games, an outlaw like jesse jamesTo hell with the *****es and the so-called fame (uh-huh)Strictly biz to hard (kid yeah) as I climb chartsBustin ass daily as I compose like mozartJust stand, say youre mad damn, why him?Z-oh-one tonka, five-sixty benzIm sick and mad deep no shorts and no sleepIm bugged like a tapped phone, hard like concreteSo get a grip and dont slip or catch a clipFrom the infrared aimed at your head as I blast my targetThe bozack, I rip up flows thatMake an mc stop and chill and say hes all thatHardcore no r&b singerRoll with the hit squad... down with the head banger(repeat 4x) [hit squad] the head banger, what?Yeahhh, head crack, head crack -- grand puba, slow down(repeat 3x) [hit squad] the head banger, what?Erick sermon break it down[hit squad] the head bangerYeahhh, head crack, head crackVerse two: erick sermonSurprise, you wonder where Ive been, Ive been workinBut sounds makin danger, and black birds chirpinA real damian, omen possessed by the devilYou dig the rhythm, and Ill play the runnin rebelChanged my style, so I can freak the funkYo pass the philly, hit squad spark the bluntI got the power, to ramshack a stadiumWubba wubba, even judy brown the palladiumYo, Im from the boondocks so I knows the flavor (yeah, yeah)Sometimes I curse but now, I show behaviorEpmd, yo, is in this to win thisA brand new lp so mind your businessNo jokin, Im gettin paid fullyYou wanna buy the cassette, stop by sam goodyYo wheres my hoodie? I wanna be hard and cause some ruckusTalk with the b-boy slang and blast some suckersWalk like an egyptian, rough crackin my steelPlus Im goin to court, make my own appealAs taught as a kid or told, never talk to a strangerCause I could be a head banger(repeat 4x) [hit squad] the head banger, what?Yeahhh, head crack, head crack -- grand puba, slow down(repeat 3x) [hit squad] the head banger, what?K-solo!!![hit squad] the head bangerYeahhh, head crack, head crackVerse three: k-soloIm the original rap criminal (yeahhhhh)My shots, spell spray (hoo-ahhhh) duck leaves my trigger finger digitalMy gunll make, many men, things you did when I get madAnd pissed cause I can make him my targetBraggin em taggin em draggin em mad hollow-point rhymes in my micChoose smith or assault over magnum (huh)So back up off me, heres a clipFor uzis and guns, and then you faggots gonna off meIm sure you know the deal that my nine can boxI knock punks out quick like evander holyfieldMore rhymes than musics, my solutionSubscribers of my style heres a contributionLets say you want a shovel layer parkin mcs like carsAnd drivin mcs awayTanks gon be full, to rappers wanna tempt meI break the steering shift and leave em emptyCause they cant go, so ima call a hoe tow truckTo come tow truck your weak side showBack on the scene is the incredible one man teamWhen I get mad I turn greenThe fugitives gone peace, Im outta here laterAnd heres a finger, to all you non movin spectators(repeat 4x) [hit squad] the head banger, what?Yeahhh, head crack, head crack -- grand puba, slow down(repeat 3x) [hit squad] the head banger, what?Redman get down![hit squad] the head bangerYeahhh, head crack, head crackVerse four: redmanSurprise niggaz! the original p-funk funks you upI take a hit from a spliff then I get biz with the new cutBecause I can jam like teddy if you let meA goodfella but still rugged like joe pesciMy style is mad funka-to-the-delic with the irrelevantShit that I kick backflips any four ***** (yeah)Deduct and I dip then I switchTo an incredible nigga with a *nickle* nine on the hipI always got played by a honeydipBut now Im on the money tip so now I call the honeydip honey *****And swing hardcore because thats where I come from (yeah)I rock ya like chubb, and burn scrubs like a dum-dumRemember redman, last album I was hardcoreNow Im back to tear the frame out your asscrackCause I get wreck, with the tec, with the blunt or moetAnd what you see is what you get and what youre gettin is yourAss kicked, nigga, hit you with the funkdafied figureLike a plus funk, funk times stuffed in your back trunk punkYes the redman thats what they call meWicked with the style you think I have cerebral palsyLike aaieeahaaa, cause I freak the styles crazyLullaby your stupid ass, rockabye babyThe funkadelic devil hit your ass with a level from the new schoolAnd still holdin my jewels!(repeat 4x) [hit squad] the head banger, what?Yeahhh, head crack, head crack -- grand puba, slow down(repeat 4x) [hit squad] the head banger, what?[hit squad] the head bangerYeahhh, head crack, head crack(repeat 4x) [hit squad] the head banger, what?Yeahhh, head crack, head crack -- grand puba, slow down(repeat 4x) [hit squad] the head banger, what?[hit squad] the head bangerYeahhh, head crack, head crack(repeat 4x) [hit squad] the head bangerYeahhh, head crack, head crack -- grand puba, slow down(repeat 4x) [hit squad] the head banger[hit squad] the head bangerYeahhh, head crack, head crack
