Redman Lyrics
Redman Lyrics
"Brick City Mashin'! Lyrics"
The Boy Racer Lyrics
He's just too good-natured and He's got too much money and He's got too many girlfriends I'm jealous, that's all Have you seen him go, though, oh ? Have you seen him go, though, oh ? Boy racer Boy racer, oh We're gonna kill this pretty thing Boy racer Boy racer, oh We're gonna kill this pretty th
He's just too good-natured and He's got too much money and He's got too many girlfriends I'm jealous, that's all Have you seen him go, though, oh ? Have you seen him go, though, oh ? Boy racer Boy racer, oh We're gonna kill this pretty thing Boy racer Boy racer, oh We're gonna kill this pretty th
Yo, yo, yo, nigga
* monkey noises in background *
Swinging through the forests of the jungles
* monkey noises in background *
Yo, c'mon, c'mon, yo yo, yo
Yo, look around your seats;
do you see anybody weirder than me? (me..)
When you find him then I try him, fry him like the gorilla
??billy hanas to hebrew?? how to be an MC (cee.. cee..)
Sheeyit, take two tokes, I'm dope riding over notes
Overload your periscope, Doc da most
Lock and load with the rock'n'roll star, dozed off
I had him bruised and closed off with one phone call (brring!)
Chickens, mida mida the heater, believe-a I'm a dog
Straight labrador chedda retriever
Let the gorillas out, til the bl
This is Personal Lyrics
[Project Pat] 1 - Walked up to your house Knocked on your door and blast Kickin' down your fuckin' shit Then snatchin' up the mass This is personal bitch So we gon' leave the cash "What you niggas want with me?" To torture your ass Repeat 1 [Gangsta Boo] The bl
ood is spilling out[Project Pat] 1 - Walked up to your house Knocked on your door and blast Kickin' down your fuckin' shit Then snatchin' up the mass This is personal bitch So we gon' leave the cash "What you niggas want with me?" To torture your ass Repeat 1 [Gangsta Boo] The bl
Put a slug up in his mouth, then the thug is chicken out (ha ha)
Darkrooms get ignited, bright lights on the mic
So when we battle they can via satellite it
PPP draft pick is massive, athlete Tenactin flow
Doc captain up battin! Brick City Mashin'!
Turn it up! (c'mon) Smoke that shit up! (c'mon)
Take money money! (c'mon) Brick City Mashin'! (c'mon)
Stolen cars! (c'mon) Counterfeit bills! (c'mon)
Freak that shit out! (c'mon) Brick City Mashin'! (c'mon)
Two for fives! (c'mon) Push that shit out! (c'mon)
Let the monkey out nigga! (c'mon) Brick City Mashin'! (c'mon)
Freak that bitch out! (c'mon) Smoke that weed out! (c'mon)
Freak th
Scattered Black And Whites Lyrics
Been climbing trees I've skinned my knees My hands are black the sun is going down She scruffs my hair in the kitchen steam She's listening to the dream I weaved today Crosswords through the bathroom door While someone sings the theme-tune to the news And my sister buzzes through the room leaving perfume in the air And that's what t
t hoe out! (c'mon) Brick City Mashin'! (c'mon)Been climbing trees I've skinned my knees My hands are black the sun is going down She scruffs my hair in the kitchen steam She's listening to the dream I weaved today Crosswords through the bathroom door While someone sings the theme-tune to the news And my sister buzzes through the room leaving perfume in the air And that's what t
Say I am .. (I am..) some-bo-dy! (Some-bo-dy)
Say I am .. (I am..) some-bo-dy! (Some-bo-dy)
Yo, yo-yo, I'm from Da Bricks where the weed go
for two for five dick.. you try this
I promise I'll be at your video, smackin the shit out of you
from crew to hairstylists (lists.. lists..)
Guerilla maneuver on an intruder
I pack like Sinbad pack the house in Aruba (chk-chk)
Blow your brains; yeah, leave the murder scene
Lookin for me is like lookin for Herb at Burger King
_I Get Around_ like 2Pac and Shock G
Fuckin hotties, block the block like Monopoly
I rock with an eighty-watt spitter, block lit up
Snatch profit up,
3 The Hard Way Lyrics
Fresh dressed 'cause I shop at Models Deep in Brooklyn I ride the elevated trains Used to ride the D to beat the morning bell At Edward R. Morrow out on Ave L We be grillin' cheese and flippin' flapjacks With the diamond stylus we cutting wax We're the super elastic bubble plastic Got ethereal material that's straight up clas
get your Benz lock it upFresh dressed 'cause I shop at Models Deep in Brooklyn I ride the elevated trains Used to ride the D to beat the morning bell At Edward R. Morrow out on Ave L We be grillin' cheese and flippin' flapjacks With the diamond stylus we cutting wax We're the super elastic bubble plastic Got ethereal material that's straight up clas
So which nigga got a dope enough spot?
Call X to shut em down and I'll open up shop (shop.. shop..)
PPP draft pick is massive, athlete Tenactin flow
Doc captain up battin! Brick City Mashin'!
Turn it up! (c'mon) Smoke that shit up! (c'mon)
Take money money! (c'mon) Brick City Mashin'! (c'mon)
Stolen cars! (c'mon) Counterfeit bills! (c'mon)
Freak that shit out! (c'mon) Brick City Mashin'! (c'mon)
Two for fives! (c'mon) Push that shit out! (c'mon)
Let the monkey out nigga! (c'mon) Brick City Mashin'! (c'mon)
Freak that bitch out! (c'mon) Turn that bitch out! (c'mon)
Turn it up! (c'mon) Brick City Mashin'! (c'mon)