Redman Album

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Yes sir! You're gonna do it like this
I am an animal defjammable titanical high flammable
Don't .. me I live ..
I'am eating ball
I didn't go to Hannibal
My anathema I prescribed it
Said you all in my hood like it
I advise them sterilize them
This ear wasn't clear to hear the album

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I know what you people gonna do without him
And these ladies gonna ... around and talk about him
So I keep in money and keep in rocking

Flammable titanical

Call me PIMP NUTS
On a chick but
She gotta a sister?
I got a mixer
My car inside is dark
The door is suicide … cut
I am a wringer
You can see me
If I was Avatar in 3D
Hit the TOPCZ
You career like George …
You can hi hi
But I'm a ha ha
Next to Lady Gaga
In an I-pod
Near kept in a ..
I'm a fly guy? Well I'm not?
I'm like tata I rock music
I try to bisect for life like a Jewish kid
And me running in the block like a new kid
That's like HU! Not in a … print

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I know what you people gonna do without him
And these ladies gonna ... around and talk about him
So I keep in money and keep in rocking

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I was an asshole in the class role
Now I'm a sick nigger like a bad cold
Mister unforgettable Nat Cole
You can't witness none of it from the back role
Nigger move up and walk with my foot
And follow my ingredients like a cook book
Let me show you how to hustle ..
I even have something to oil you like a … cook
Me short look? That is not me
I feel cookie like Rocky part three
When I speak white girls jack me
They know I rush limbo ..
Part me … you'll find out
That I'm a lady's men
Rihanna felt
.. I'll blow your mind out
With dynamite …

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I know what you people gonna do without him
And these ladies gonna ... around and talk about him
So I keep in money and keep in rocking

Flammable titanical

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[Kool Moe Dee]
(Yeah) One two, one two
Party people in the place to be!

[Redman]
Yeah, ha ha
Let me clear my throat! [2X]
Gilla House niggaz baby

[Kool Moe Dee]
We gon' get a lil' somethin straight here in the place to be

[Redman (Kool Moe Dee)]
Geah... yo
You now rockin with the best, I'm blessed
I deliver well, that's why I'm up in the S
UPS, through rain sleet or snow
I never break down, my skin made of Goretex
Heard Reggie went left, cause when I do right
punk niggaz out of spite only give me a few mics
Three best emcees, time for new light
Let the streets decide on how nice! (Let's rock the house)
You see to be an emcee is not money in the bank, or
blowin niggaz off like "Homey we are late!"
A million dollar boss dictatin what I think, shit
His shooter's gettin real nervous in the paint
Five star when I rank, like Le Armitage
Girls lookin like Nicki Minaj, Reggie
Hip-Hop I rock steady, just check my clout
When Jersey in the building, I (rock the house!)

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Yo, you now rockin with the best, one of the best
Best believe boy I look so FRESSSH!
Just tellin you how I feel
(We gon' get a lil' somethin straight here in the place to be)

[Redman (Kool Moe Dee)]
Heheh, hey, they asked me how I maintain
The rap game and the streets I can picture in the same frame
You ain't raw? You don't ball
So lose yourself, tryin to keep UP when I change lanes
My weed game green, clientele is swell
It's Cool like LL
DeBarge look alike brother, time will reveal
that I'm doin it, and doin it well! (Let's rock the house)
Even if you read braille you can feel my swag
I'm your seein eye dog with the pen and the pad
Blue collar, when I talk, you can touch
so FUCK how much money you can fit in the bag!
My gift is the gab, the street's the truth
They got a lil' lost when down South came through
I stayed in the booth and began to trip
cause (can't nobody rock like me, hah, remember this!)

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[Redman (Kool Moe Dee)]
Yo, what you consider the best, what you invest
a half a mill' around your neck? Let me guess
Punchlines after punchline for a check
I did that, when GangStarr had to "Get a Rep"
My city in debt, that's why I sound hongry
My flow dumb as fuck like Al Bun-dy
Ask Treach, I do it for my lonely
All y'all come and get it if you want me (let's rock the house)
Man, I'm a funny ass nigga
And haters gon' say "He a funny ass nigga!"
But I'm a asset, good barbershop talk
The game without me is Wu-Tang without RZA
Pour out a little liquor how I murder it
Beef; my boys Fatburger it
Gilla - never heard of it? Shut your mouth
When Jersey in the building, I (rock the house!)

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[Redman] Aowww!
[Bun B] What the fuck is THAT?!
[Redman] I'm 'bout to light my medication!
[Method Man] Hey yo Doc
[Redman] Whattup?
[Method Man] Let's do this shit
[Redman] Okay then - light one up for ya boy out there
[Method Man] Yo, let's go

[Method Man]
I like to fly the friendly skies until the sky fall
I got them frequent flier miles, I hit the Sky Mall
I'm on that red eye flight, you see the redness in my eyeballs
Homey ain't no question that I balls
I'm fresh as Pine-Sol, what you smellin is trees
Me and my bredderns inhalin watermelon and cheese
I clear my head like Magellan while he's sailin the seven, seas
'til armageddeon just waitin 'til I'm a legend
Please! I am legend, a veteran in my profession
No guessin it's Meth in this session, you smell this herbal essence
Ain't nothin like a first impression
Sky's the limit, and sometimes I'm so fly, I need a flight extension

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Yo I know I smell good, when I walk by
I catch sky miles, cause I look high
And plus I look fly baby take a Polaroid
And when you done with that light one wit'cha boy

[Redman]
Yessir, aiyyo
I've been in every hood around the world it never fail
Soon as they smell that aroma they say light the L
Yeah, they see me flow, (Half Baked) like Chappelle
I guess I swim AND smoke like Michael Phelps
Yeah, type the e-mail, tell 'em I got the bud
Females, I got 'em locked, like Casanova Rud
Lookin at my Roley I got time like the Culture Club
And since we off the hook, MMM, I'ma roll it up!
Girl you know whassup, Friday we gon' get it in
I'm gonna tell you shut up, you'll say "Say it again!"
Now light one wit'cha boy to let you know I play to win
And tell them other emcees they life paper thin

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[Bun B]
Pass me a cigar I'll bust it open then I'll dump it out
Dig into my bag of tricks and pull a lil' somethin out (hold up)
That medical marijuana that's pharmaceutical
When I break it down that shit be stickin to my cuticles
The banana kush that's perfect for a gorilla
I twist that motherfucker up and fire up the killer
I put a lighter to the ass end and start smokin
then pass it over to Reggie Noble and now he tokin
And puff puff pass nigga, don't be like the last nigga (naw)
Gave him a blunt and all he gave me back was ash nigga (naw)
Just tryin to smoke somethin (somethin) then hit the crunk spot (spot)
And shut that motherfucker down with the Funk Doc!

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[Bun B]
God damn Red!

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~ [Verse 1] ~
Yo, crack the Remy Martin
For niggas pumpin' weed by the mini-market
Bring it when you see me park it
I think big like Diddy office
I fuck a ho with a baseball cap on, like Mr. Marcus
Yeah, my family feud like Richard Dawson
The survey said I'm hot in right in your apartment
This Brick City, right beside New York
Yeah, the streets is watchin' even Mimes wanna talk
I run up on a DJ, smack em' on camera
Makin' sure I get my wax on like Daniel-san
Feel my geniune draft, not filla'
I could walk up in a church a start a Mosh Pit up
Yeah, I bring the pain
11th member of the Wu-Tang, my flow Tiger Style Crane
I'm back nigga, ridin' that Gravy Train
The rap criminal, my artifact is hard to tame
Bitch wanna complain, no use in barkin'
Cuz we can go neck-to-neck like Pam and Martin
And smoke like a carton of Newports nigga
On my New Jersey shit, and New York nigga

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Check out the nigga flow
I knock out the mic like Buster Douglas, bitch leave a nigga broke
And Jigga know when I clutch the pen it's fuck them hens, I'm puttin' paragraphs in the figure 4
Fuck tryin' to take a pack of protein, cuz when I brawl Ima' be strapped like four [?]
Blow smoke rings in the meetin'
If I ain't gettin' half of what I sell you ain't eatin' niether
Our leader won't take no shorts, I know betta'
This D-O-C, MVP for Vendetta
I'm always on point, never skip of slip
My bitch stay tryin' to kill me like Mrs. Smith
If I carry two cannons, no time to pull out
I bust through the side of my jeans like Bruce Banner
My dogs do it on camera, and to them
I'm Big Brother on my [?] for Gammafide Gamma
I ride like a rider should
And when a bitch blow Doc she be famous like Monica
Hardcore in the blood, get the best in line
Put the eye into yo' watch cuz I'm pressed for time, nigga