[Chorus: Buddha Monk]

Babyface, here's the rum to get the party started

Delta got the .44 and now we on guardin'

We walk with heat, ain't nothin' sweat on the streets

If you walk in the slum, you get caught by dum dum niggas

What, Red Rum, Red Rum

Murder is the motherfuckin' case that they gave me

Red Rum, Red Rum

Murder is the motherfuckin' case (that they gave me)

[Babyface Finster] (Delta #1) {Buddha Monk}

I wanna hit some skids tonight (Aight, crook, stop stealin'

Dogs count your slugs, but ain't nobody killin')

I know I got a chance, at this, pants is tight

(L.I.Q., got me flippin', feelin' for a fight)

Wanna get my groove on, preceed to move on

(Before the break of dawn, all ya niggas is gone

Try to front and get torn, I'm at the door with the .44

Resting my chest, I'm fucking living hardcore, hearing)

{"Ooh baby I like it raw

War, things ain't just peace no more"}

[Delta #1]

The way I get raw is gettin ready for a war

Suited in fatigue suits, size of livin' proof

Robbing niggas ain't cute, but niggas need to salute

[Babyface Finster]

I step to this creep, "What's your name?" (Denise)

She had a steel mad conceit, and the cunt's manifique

S & Jet 'cause the bodies now recked

Then I stepped, she was from the fucking projects

Back to the party, to drink some Bacardi

Step to this chick, but her breath was type tardy

Miss La-Di-Da-Di, get off the wall so we can party

You see me scoping, your pussy prink got me open (Damn, baby)

[Chorus: Buddha Monk]

Babyface, here's the rum to get the party started

Delta got the .44 and now we on guardin'

We walk with heat, ain't nothin' sweat on the streets

If you walk in the slum, you get caught by dum dum niggas

What, Red Rum, Red Rum

Murder is the motherfuckin' case that they gave me

Red Rum, Red Rum

Murder is the motherfuckin' case (that they gave me)

[Verse 2: Babyface Finster]

Control party masses, pass champagne glasses

Peace and love to the Ol' Dirty Bastard

Multi-chin, it's the Zu Killa trend

Deadly with the pen, with the track he kills again

I'm layin' my charm down, there's honeys all around

My section, got lifestyles for protection

Fuck that, groundin' on asses, gives infections

Time to chill out for this alcohol section

[Verse 3: Delta #1]

Sixteen cent on this fuckin' Alezay

Pour it out for my man A, rest in piece

Love, peace and hair grease, the drama never cease

I'm rugged like a beast with fronts in my mouthpiece

Teachin' niggas how to pimp

If I did it, I did it, you caught a charge for a tip

Bitch stop pagin me, I'm not tryna hear you

You wanna fuck my physical, beep Spiritual

I'm tryin to get Drunk with the Dragon

The one night stand got ya braggin'

Ya hot like a shot, with the 30-30 off the trot

I wanna bitch that smoke pot a lot (*inhale*)

[Babyface Finster] (Delta #1)

Dancin' with these bitches got my drawers all wet

(Yo, the party just started, don't end it yet)

We gotta go Delta (Nigga, go to hell)

This crazy bitch is waitin' at the fuckin' hotel

(Let me smoke another L, and drink some more wine)

We got mad cash, but we can't buy time

(Son, it's only fifteen to the break of dawn)

Let's scatter like roaches when the light come on

[Chorus: Buddha Monk]

Yo, Babyface, here's the rum to get the party started

Delta got the .44 and now we on guardin'

We walk with heat, ain't nothin' sweat on the streets

If you walk in the slum, you get caught by dum dum niggas

What, Red Rum, Red Rum

Murder is the motherfuckin' case that they gave me

Red Rum, Red Rum

Murder is the motherfuckin' case (that they gave me)