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\"Get on up\"\n\nI just want to jam 4 you\nI just want to jam 4 you, everybody get up\nI just want to jam 4 you\nI just want to jam 4 you, get on up\n\nCheck this out here, let the rough cut cut your ear\nHit Squad's the crew, I'm twenty-two and Beck's the beer\nFloat like Muhammad, roll-on like Secret\nMe rip, the crowd in half on the sneak tip\n\n'Til they crumble, too humble for you to stumble\nI sting like a bu-bee while the others bum-bumble\nDon-dan-dan, do-do-dan-ding\nExtremely wild, like the hair on Don King\n\n'Cause I kick the mode to make your brain explode\nIt's the huh, the funk, now I'm known around the globe\nSo buckle up, hush up, while I freak the funk to get down\nWith the sound, grab my bozack then I freeze now\n\nOn your mark, get ready, get set, let's go\nWith the flow to jet like Delta, or Jesse O.\nWhiz with the bends I clean my front lens\nWith a system, that knocks harder than Rin-Tin-Tin\n\nWithout question, I'm flexy when I'm sexin'\nWicked when I Kick It like A Tribe Called Quest-in\nThe rude Redman rip backbones and hips to bits\nThen split ya from your wrist to your armpits\n\nBut true indeed, since pop's dropped the seed\nI knew I'd be, the funkiest brother that ever bleeds\nRough and rugged, more nuggets in the bucket\nThat's dum dum dollars and yes Redman love it\n\nPound for pound, I throw down to make ya strut\nYo E what's that funk mode? 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\"Get on up\"\n[01:15.65] I just want to jam 4 you\n[01:20.63] I just want to jam 4 you, everybody get up\n[01:25.42] I just want to jam 4 you\n[01:30.04] I just want to jam 4 you, get on up\n[01:34.50] Check this out here, let the rough cut cut your ear\n[01:37.20] Hit Squad's the crew, I'm twenty-two and Beck's the beer\n[01:40.21] Float like Muhammad, roll-on like Secret\n[01:42.62] Me rip, the crowd in half on the sneak tip\n[01:45.23] 'Til they crumble, too humble for you to stumble\n[01:47.79] I sting like a bu-bee while the others bum-bumble\n[01:50.28] Don-dan-dan, do-do-dan-ding\n[01:53.07] Extremely wild, like the hair on Don King\n[01:55.35] 'Cause I kick the mode to make your brain explode\n[01:57.70] It's the huh, the funk, now I'm known around the globe\n[02:00.43] So buckle up, hush up, while I freak the funk to get down\n[02:03.04] With the sound, grab my bozack then I freeze now\n[02:11.36] On your mark, get ready, get set, let's go\n[02:13.79] With the flow to jet like Delta, or Jesse O.\n[02:16.38] Whiz with the bends I clean my front lens\n[02:19.10] With a system, that knocks harder than Rin-Tin-Tin\n[02:21.69] Without question, I'm flexy when I'm sexin'\n[02:24.06] Wicked when I Kick It like A Tribe Called Quest-in\n[02:27.14] The rude Redman rip backbones and hips to bits\n[02:29.99] Then split ya from your wrist to your armpits\n[02:31.89] But true indeed, since pop's dropped the seed\n[02:34.23] I knew I'd be, the funkiest brother that ever bleeds\n[02:37.00] Rough and rugged, more nuggets in the bucket\n[02:39.56] That's dum dum dollars and yes Redman love it\n[02:41.89] Pound for pound, I throw down to make ya strut\n[02:44.67] Yo E what's that funk mode? \"Get on up\"\n[02:47.49] I just want to jam 4 you\n[02:52.74] I just want to jam 4 you, everybody get up\n[02:58.30] I just want to jam 4 you\n[02:58.91] I just want to jam 4 you, get on up\n[02:59.69] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Jam 4 U\n artist: Redman\n album: Redman Whut? 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\"Get on up\"\n\n I just want to jam 4 you\n I just want to jam 4 you, everybody get up\n I just want to jam 4 you\n I just want to jam 4 you, get on up\n\n Check this out here, let the rough cut cut your ear\n Hit Squad's the crew, I'm twenty-two and Beck's the beer\n Float like Muhammad, roll-on like Secret\n Me rip, the crowd in half on the sneak tip\n\n 'Til they crumble, too humble for you to stumble\n I sting like a bu-bee while the others bum-bumble\n Don-dan-dan, do-do-dan-ding\n Extremely wild, like the hair on Don King\n\n 'Cause I kick the mode to make your brain explode\n It's the huh, the funk, now I'm known around the globe\n So buckle up, hush up, while I freak the funk to get down\n With the sound, grab my bozack then I freeze now\n\n On your mark, get ready, get set, let's go\n With the flow to jet like Delta, or Jesse O.\n Whiz with the bends I clean my front lens\n With a system, that knocks harder than Rin-Tin-Tin\n\n Without question, I'm flexy when I'm sexin'\n Wicked when I Kick It like A Tribe Called Quest-in\n The rude Redman rip backbones and hips to bits\n Then split ya from your wrist to your armpits\n\n But true indeed, since pop's dropped the seed\n I knew I'd be, the funkiest brother that ever bleeds\n Rough and rugged, more nuggets in the bucket\n That's dum dum dollars and yes Redman love it\n\n Pound for pound, I throw down to make ya strut\n Yo E what's that funk mode? 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\"Get on up\"\n[01:15.65] I just want to jam 4 you\n[01:20.63] I just want to jam 4 you, everybody get up\n[01:25.42] I just want to jam 4 you\n[01:30.04] I just want to jam 4 you, get on up\n[01:34.50] Check this out here, let the rough cut cut your ear\n[01:37.20] Hit Squad's the crew, I'm twenty-two and Beck's the beer\n[01:40.21] Float like Muhammad, roll-on like Secret\n[01:42.62] Me rip, the crowd in half on the sneak tip\n[01:45.23] 'Til they crumble, too humble for you to stumble\n[01:47.79] I sting like a bu-bee while the others bum-bumble\n[01:50.28] Don-dan-dan, do-do-dan-ding\n[01:53.07] Extremely wild, like the hair on Don King\n[01:55.35] 'Cause I kick the mode to make your brain explode\n[01:57.70] It's the huh, the funk, now I'm known around the globe\n[02:00.43] So buckle up, hush up, while I freak the funk to get down\n[02:03.04] With the sound, grab my bozack then I freeze now\n[02:11.36] On your mark, get ready, get set, let's go\n[02:13.79] With the flow to jet like Delta, or Jesse O.\n[02:16.38] Whiz with the bends I clean my front lens\n[02:19.10] With a system, that knocks harder than Rin-Tin-Tin\n[02:21.69] Without question, I'm flexy when I'm sexin'\n[02:24.06] Wicked when I Kick It like A Tribe Called Quest-in\n[02:27.14] The rude Redman rip backbones and hips to bits\n[02:29.99] Then split ya from your wrist to your armpits\n[02:31.89] But true indeed, since pop's dropped the seed\n[02:34.23] I knew I'd be, the funkiest brother that ever bleeds\n[02:37.00] Rough and rugged, more nuggets in the bucket\n[02:39.56] That's dum dum dollars and yes Redman love it\n[02:41.89] Pound for pound, I throw down to make ya strut\n[02:44.67] Yo E what's that funk mode? 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\"Get on up\"\n\n I just want to jam 4 you\n I just want to jam 4 you, everybody get up\n I just want to jam 4 you\n I just want to jam 4 you, get on up\n\n Check this out here, let the rough cut cut your ear\n Hit Squad's the crew, I'm twenty-two and Beck's the beer\n Float like Muhammad, roll-on like Secret\n Me rip, the crowd in half on the sneak tip\n\n 'Til they crumble, too humble for you to stumble\n I sting like a bu-bee while the others bum-bumble\n Don-dan-dan, do-do-dan-ding\n Extremely wild, like the hair on Don King\n\n 'Cause I kick the mode to make your brain explode\n It's the huh, the funk, now I'm known around the globe\n So buckle up, hush up, while I freak the funk to get down\n With the sound, grab my bozack then I freeze now\n\n On your mark, get ready, get set, let's go\n With the flow to jet like Delta, or Jesse O.\n Whiz with the bends I clean my front lens\n With a system, that knocks harder than Rin-Tin-Tin\n\n Without question, I'm flexy when I'm sexin'\n Wicked when I Kick It like A Tribe Called Quest-in\n The rude Redman rip backbones and hips to bits\n Then split ya from your wrist to your armpits\n\n But true indeed, since pop's dropped the seed\n I knew I'd be, the funkiest brother that ever bleeds\n Rough and rugged, more nuggets in the bucket\n That's dum dum dollars and yes Redman love it\n\n Pound for pound, I throw down to make ya strut\n Yo E what's that funk mode? 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