right now is blow your motherfuckin horns Louder, LOUDER!! [Chorus: Redman] Yo, if you want that shit (that shit) That hardcore rough shit (rough shit) Motherfuckers, blow your horns
spear in hand Go blow them ram horns, Joshua cried 'Cause the battle is in my hands Then the lamb ram sheep horns began to blow The trumpets began to
the fox, nor loudly blow his horn And the tinker he can't mend his pots Without John Barleycorn, John Barleycorn, John Barleycorn, Barleycorn, Barleycorn John Barleycorn, John
can tell when a John got jazzed by a Jezebel You can't beat the house You can't beat the house Tell the man somebody You can't beat the house When these horn
Spear In Hand go Blow Them Ram Horns, Joshua Cried 'cause The Battle Is In My Hands then The Lamb Ram Sheep Horns Began To Blow the Trumpets Began To
' you The rest of these broads ain't knowin' That i'm a have you bumpin' Lauryn, in somethin' foreign Come thru blow the horn Stick your wrists out the
it ain't funky Come on, Maceo, blow your horn Y'all know who that is? Act like U know Say, "Maceo blow your horn" (Maceo blow your horn) {x3} Maceo,
With Spear In Hand go Blow Them Ram Horns, Joshua Cried 'cause The Battle Is In My Hands then The Lamb Ram Sheep Horns Began To Blow the Trumpets Began
you The rest of these broads ain't knowin' That i'm a have you bumpin' Lauryn, in somethin' foreign Come thru blow the horn Stick your wrists out the
with spear in hand Go blow them ram horns, Joshua cried 'Cause the battle is in my hands Then the lamb ram sheep horns began to blow The trumpets began
it ain't funky Come on, Maceo, blow your horn Y'all know who that is? Act like U know Say, "Maceo blow your horn" (Maceo blow your horn) {x3} Maceo, Maceo
taker) A heart breaker? (I heard 'em all man) You want some more money? (I got grip) You got stacks? (Hell yes) [Verse 1] I don't wanna blow my horn
I aint wettin fame" "Fame is the measure" "Rap celebs" "The place where stars are born" [Verse 2] The saints marched in, Kurtis +Blow+ing his horn Tom