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REDMAN lyrics - Muddy Waters

Do What Ya Feel

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Intro: Redman Hahahahahaaa follow... just do what ya feel and I'ma follow I'ma follow... Just do what ya feel and we gon follow Just do what ya feel and I'ma follow (2X) Haha, Meth-Tical Verse One: Method Man, Redman Who wanna flip with the acrobatic From ground zero all the way to attic, what we be smokin, Tical The resevoir is now open I swim the English Channel backstrokin, you don't know me or my style We hold court and blow trial You catch 'cal when you browse through my X-Files, who be next now Man's down, hands down Foreground by your side when it go down, I dedicate this next dart to my fucking heart Little Meth he the best part, now walk with that one, word Time Time 4 Sum Aksion Dreamin bout Toni Braxton, blowin her back out like Bob Baglin I'm throwin wrestling holds Tag team with Funk Doc, we in funk mode, take yo' best shot If it don't hip it don't hop If it don't quit it don't stop, that's the life I be the super-lyrical individual I be splittin through that Teflon material to knock Big Ben off of schedule Better move with a set of tools I be doin it to mics when I'm a, heterosexual I load the mic then cock, drop it like three-quarters when I slaughter don't get caught in the water Cause the Brick's got it's own World Order Leave your bitch in shock like the third rail caught her Styles stay deeper than orca, I float the seven seas with ease Did more drugs than pharmacies So call me that lyrical Genovese, you can't compare Get you steppin like stairs, frats, sororities Don't make me bring it on back I fuck up the majority of niggaz lookin hard at me, I Port em like Authority And when my nigga Meth shine out the inner How High mobile rollin three dimes at a time [Erick Sermon] Redman and Method Man still... (hiiiigh hiiiiiiiiigh) It's that Jersey representer Get hit from the bottom to your head when you enter Word... Just do what ya feel and I'ma follow (3X) Funk Doc break it down Verse Two: Redman, Method Man Yo, suck my dick out of animosity The velocity will fly that head and freeze your camps like pottery to give lobotomies to all you rap colonies And shunt your million dollar investment, to economy Impossibly might be the one in black leather Name tag sayin 'caution when wet by the track wetter' The hash spreader, I love the grimy shit Even my girl did grimy shit to me and I went back with her Three years for carrying a loaded handgun But it's forever when a nigga [chik-chik BLAAAOW] and he lands one to your cranium That red dot on your forehead it's not cause you Arabian (Yo watch you say to him!) You caught up in a tight situation I should start erasin your whole organization for makin wack tunes while my whole platoon rock the basement You couldn't come close if I gave you my bookin agent Or producer, royalty points twelve shot loaded Luger Even a crowd to get you souped up, you're still wack I peel caps, on the regular Destroy MC's et cetera, creep like The Predator Fuck you, your label moms and your editor Give you two to the jugular, blood be spreadin all on my shirt, the king of the flirt shittin Bitches hit me off more than New Edition (tweet-tweet-tweet-tweet, tweet-tweet-tweet-tweet) I make them pigs heart skip a beat from the steel physique So Iron Lung [born to wonder] Get on the mic and break em off a sumthin sumthin We moonshine and grow crops Purchasin the handhelds with the sure shots, it got me spittin these slugs at my competition, in rap sessions U-A-P ain't got no weapon, you lip professin Next in, line, parental discretion advised these explicit, street linguistics Better than yo' momma biscuits, we bomb shellin I might know but ain't tellin, too bad you missed it Johnny, Dangerously Blaze another enemy made another due paid Color-safe bleach so I don't fade Scar your mental with my double edged blade, razor sharp get yo' bandaids hold that Like E said, Get the Bozack, show them wack niggaz where the do's at On the case like I'm Kojak Kissin the grits on that Flo bitch, flip scripts take LOOONG shits Raider Ruckus One, I come with premeditated redrum Gingivitis to your filthy ass gums Bottom line either get down or get done Motherfucker.

The Rip Off

CANIBUS "C True Hollywood Stories"
{crowd chanting} Can-i-bus, Can-i-bus, Can-i-bus Can-i-bus, Can-i-bus, Can-i-bus [2x] [Hook: 2x] Can I rip it? (Yes you can!) Can I rip it? (Yes you can!) Can I rip it? (Yes you can!) Well I'm gone (Ohhhhhh!) [Verse 1] Yo, my brain races to create these lyrical mosaics like paintings To me record store and art galleries are merely the same thing I feel like I'm Rembrandt and my man Van Gogh is amazin Canibus is not some average rap patron, have patience I went through changes, not being with the majors and all 'Til my man Louie Lombard gave me a call and talked about some other way to cake off I thought hmmm.. I could make more, he said 'Sure' 'I could put you in about three thousand stores, and get at least fifty thousand orders' 'Maybe more 'Bus, who knows your fanbase is emormous' Well of course, look who I've toured with; Wyclef I didn't sell twenty million cuz it wasn't my time yet I'm satisfied with the line up I rhyme with Kool G Rap, Pharoahe Monch, and Rakim Including future superstars I've worked with thus far Like Free, from 106 and Park You need to understand somethin; 'Bus is raw Raw to the floor, raw like reservoirs, Auger mechanical mandible jaws, split you in half Addicted to rippin jackers, but I rip a jackass Before we battle, there's two questions I have to ask Are you carrying any firearms, and did you pack your bags? Cool, cuz I'ma make you feel real bad And I'ma make you so mad, you'll probably spazz I can see you tryna get me like they got Biggie Somewhere in the city, on a pretty day when I dressed in Jiggy And I got security with me I'll give you a buck-fifty so quickly, you won't even know that ya nose dripping So much blood on the floor, you might as well be pretending to be mudwrestling a dozen bitches PMSing Sounds kinda tempting, doesn't it? Dissing me wasn't really worth it, was it? I'm buggin, I know a lot of y'all loved it and tryed to convince the public to safe bug this But just think, I played y'all like a bunch of puppets You play Russian Roulette with a musket, and got busted in your own nugget A twenty-one gun salute with no bullets and no trumpets While the rain pours and the storm thunders Your rotten carcass smells so pungent, it turns my stomach Attracts the buzzards, on Fox Eyewitness News coverage Rip the Jacker's on the loose in London, he slipped through US customs and flew to Dublin Frontin as a janitor in a school or somethin Workin for little or nothin, I'm warnin you DON'T TRUST HIM He's a complete risk to the American public And don't ever call the law cuz he thinks he's above it Let's get one thing straight; you can't touch him, Outsmart him, out muscle him, or out hustle him You can't beat 'em - join 'em, you can't join 'em - fuck 'em Can-I-Bus, either ya hate him or ya love him [Hook: 2x] [Verse 2] Yeah yeah, I seen you at Ruby Tuesday's With a toupee, talkin on ya two-way -- you look gay Nigga I don't give a fuck about the games you play I gnaw on ya bones 'til my teeth turn blue-gray Or turn yellow like I ain't brushed in a few days And the blood starts to taste like red toothpaste Nigga this ain't communion and that ain't Kool-Aid Delicacies the FDA won't approve in the states Like a little witche's brew in your vanilla latte Or perhaps Filet of Dog in a Malaysian cafe If I was a cook I would probably take a half day Clock out and never come back, you keep the back pay That's some metaphorical shit, all you have A Is that why all you weirdos all attracted to me? Look at yourself, why you even listen to me? Listen to yourself, your constantly dissin me Well listen to this bitch, get off my D If you don't think that I'm the illest, that's cool I don't agree I proved myself, time and time again Grippin mics like Heinekens, who want me to rhyme again? You could never expire the fire within Killin me with a gun is easy, try a pen For the use it was intended I don't like to be the one to start the drama nigga, but I know how to end it Kill yourself I'll take the credit - get it? You see that way, things couldn't work out more pleasant

Black, Masta Ase---Hellbound (H H Remix)

EMINEM "Fucking Crazy"
[Announcer] Welcome back, to the stage of history [Eminem] Yo.. Slim Shady! Yo.. I'll fuckin.. I'll.. I'll puke, eat it, and freak you (eww) Battle? I'm too weeded to speak to The only key that I see to defeat you would be for me to remove these two Adidas and beat you and force feed you 'em both, and on each feet is a cleat shoe I'll lift you off your feet so fast with a roundhouse you'll think I pulled the fuckin ground out from underneath you (Bitch!) I ain't no fuckin G, I'm a cannibal I ain't tryin to shoot you, I'm tryin to chop you into pieces and eat you Wrap you in rope and plastic, stab you with broken glass and have you with open gashes strapped to a soakin mattress Coke and acid, black magic, cloaks and daggers (ahhh!) Fuck the planet, until it spins on a broken axis I'm so bananas I'm showin up to your open casket to fill it full of explosive gasses and close it back with a lit match in it while I sit back and just hope it catches Blow you to fragments Laugh, roll you and smoke the ashes Chorus: J-Black (repeat 2X) I see the light at the end But every time I take a step, it gets dim Tell me is this hell we're livin in? If so, heaven's got to be better But if we're hellbound, whatever, let's go down [J-Black] Am I the worst? Because I, never go to church (never) I run a red light then sideswipe a hearse I'ma drink 'til my liver rot, see the doc Leave the E.R., then hit a bar for a liquor shot, 'til the liver spot One day we all gon' die But when I die, I'ma be so high that I'ma get up and walk, leavin the concrete bare with the chalk outline still there I smoke 'til I choke and I sex a lot I got a cross on my chain but it's just a rock Now if I pray everynight (night) Do I still have to hold my trey very tight? You feel me God? I done did so much shit while on Earth I smoke, I drink, I curse, and to make matters worse I bust my gun first, and then I chat with your corpse Since way back, I was one to never like back-talk See me at the pearly gates in line, wearin a Nordface Nickle nine at my waist, God done lost faith Angels greet me but I don't reply back Just show me to my quarters, and oh yeah, where's Thai at? Chorus 1/2 [Announcer] Maxie was seriously wounded but the soul still burns Final battle, fight! [Masta Ace] Analyze the strength of my game, like Lee Corso Call me a lost soul, with a vest on my torso And of course, yo, y'all know I'm no stranger to danger Like Christ in a manger, feel a whole range of my anger I breathe down shit so hard you can see sound And beat down these rap clowns in like three rounds My pen 'bout as sharp as a dagger, walk with a swagger Tie your wife to the back of a black Jag and I drag her Ten blocks, untie the bitch and I still bag her Give her a smack in the ass and a six pack of lager My shit go as deep and as dark as a train tunnel My flows spill like usin the wrong end of a funnel Everyday I grow more older, and more colder Fly you to Colorado, roll you over with a Boulder I know you want to retaliate but you won't dare Cause you fuckin with some niggaz like this who just don't care Chorus [J-Black] But every time I take a step, it gets dim.. Tell me is this hell we're livin in? Haha.. [Announcer] Time's up! You lose!

Hellbound

EMINEM "Off The Wall"
[Announcer] Welcome back, to the stage of history [Eminem] Yo.. Slim Shady! Yo.. I'll fuckin.. I'll.. I'll puke, eat it, and freak you (eww) Battle? I'm too weeded to speak to The only key that I see to defeat you would be for me to remove these two Adidas and beat you and force feed you 'em both, and on each feet is a cleat shoe I'll lift you off your feet so fast with a roundhouse  you'll think I pulled the fuckin ground out from underneath you  (Bitch!) I ain't no fuckin G, I'm a cannibal  I ain't tryin to shoot you,  I'm tryin to chop you into pieces and eat you Wrap you in rope and plastic, stab you with broken glass  and have you with open gashes strapped to a soakin mattress Coke and acid, black magic, cloaks and daggers (ahhh!) Fuck the planet, until it spins on a broken axis I'm so bananas I'm showin up to your open casket to fill it full of explosive gasses and close it back with a lit match in it  while I sit back and just hope it catches  Blow you to fragments Laugh, roll you and smoke the ashes Chorus: J-Black (repeat 2X) I see the light at the end But every time I take a step, it gets dim Tell me is this hell we're livin in? If so, heaven's got to be better But if we're hellbound, whatever, let's go down [J-Black] Am I the worst? Because I, never go to church (never) I run a red light then sideswipe a hearse I'ma drink 'til my liver rot, see the doc Leave the E.R., then hit a bar for a liquor shot, 'til the liver spot One day we all gon' die But when I die, I'ma be so high that I'ma get up and walk, leavin the concrete bare with the chalk outline still there I smoke 'til I choke and I sex a lot I got a cross on my chain but it's just a rock Now if I pray everynight (night) Do I still have to hold my trey very tight? You feel me God? I done did so much shit while on Earth I smoke, I drink, I curse, and to make matters worse I bust my gun first, and then I chat with your corpse Since way back, I was one to never like back-talk See me at the pearly gates in line, wearin a Nordface Nickle nine at my waist, God done lost faith Angels greet me but I don't reply back Just show me to my quarters, and oh yeah, where's Thai at? Chorus 1/2 [Announcer] Maxie was seriously wounded but the soul still burns Final battle, fight! [Masta Ace] Analyze the strength of my game, like Lee Corso Call me a lost soul, with a vest on my torso And of course, yo, y'all know I'm no stranger to danger Like Christ in a manger, feel a whole range of my anger I breathe down shit so hard you can see sound And beat down these rap clowns in like three rounds My pen 'bout as sharp as a dagger, walk with a swagger Tie your wife to the back of a black Jag and I drag her Ten blocks, untie the bitch and I still bag her Give her a smack in the ass and a six pack of lager My shit go as deep and as dark as a train tunnel My flows spill like usin the wrong end of a funnel Everyday I grow more older, and more colder Fly you to Colorado, roll you over with a Boulder I know you want to retaliate but you won't dare Cause you fuckin with some niggaz like this who just don't care Chorus [J-Black] But every time I take a step, it gets dim.. Tell me is this hell we're livin in? Haha.. [Announcer] Time's up! You lose!

TV Talking Song

BOB DYLAN "Under The Red Sky"
One time in London I gone out for a walk Past the place called Hyde Park where people talk About all kinds of different gods they have their point of view To anyone passing by and it's who they're talking to. There was someone on the platform talking to the folks About the TV god and all the pain that it invokes It's too bright a light he said for anybody's eyes If you've never seen one it's bleesing in disguise. I moved in closer got up on my toes Two men in front of me were coming to blows A man was saying something about children when they're young Being sacrificed that's why lullabies are being sung. The news of the day is on all the time All the latest gossip all the latest rhyme You mind is you temple keep it beautiful and free Don't let an egg get laid in there by something you can't see. Pray for people he said you could feel it in the crowd My thoughts began to wander but his voice was ringing loud It will destroy you family your happy home is gone No one can protect you from it once you turn it on. It will lead you in to some strange pursuits Lead you to the land of forbidden fruits Scramble up your head and drag your brain about Sometimes you got to do like Elvis did and shoot the damn thing out. It's all been designed he said to make you loose your mind And when you go back to find it there's nothing there to find Every time you look at it your situations worse If you feel it grabbing out for you send for the nurse. The crowd began to riot and they grabbed hold of the man There was pushing there was showing and everybody ran The TV crew was there to film it they jumped right over me Later on that evening I watched it on TV.

Unreal

AMARANTHE "Massive Addictive"
Heads high, throw the dice Gonna break the odds, make you feel alive And the game is on (And the game is on) Goin all night long (Goin all night long) Midnight, million lights, it's our time to shine Get your dark side out Well you're free to try (You will feel alive) If you prove us right (With the dark side out) Can't stop now Can't give up, it's too late for us Believe us, The field is our battleground You can try to defeat me You won't win, you won't beat me On the field, my fortitude beyond unreal If you dare interfere me Slow me down or impede me I guarantee, my vengeance will be so unreal Half time, live to win Going to reach the stars, never give it in Well the fight goes on (Well the fight goes on) Until the war is won (Until the war is won) Step up break the ice Gotta set it up, gonna knock them down It's my time to shine (In this world of sin) And my time is now (We are here to win) Can't stop now Can't give up it's too late for us Can't hide what I feel inside, you won't deny Can't feel that I should step down, I won't allow it Believe us, The field is our battleground You can try to defeat me You won't win, you won't beat me On the field, my fortitude beyond unreal If you dare interfere me Slow me down or impede me I guarantee, my vengeance will be so unreal Can't stop now Can't give up it's too late for us Believe us, The field is our battleground You can try to defeat me You won't win, you won't beat me On the field, my fortitude beyond unreal If you dare interfere me Slow me down or impede me I guarantee, my vengeance will be so unreal

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