Neva Herd Dis B4 Lyrics - Blackout! 2 - Redman

[Intro: Method (Redman)] 

Deeper than Atlantis (yeah) 

I pray like a prayin mantis (yeah) 

It's all day (yeah!) 

Doc and Meth nigga (Red and Meth's in the motherfuckin buildin yo) 

Brick City, yeah! Staten Island, yeah! 

Let's go (oh, yup! Let's go, yo) 

[Chorus: Redman] 

Yeah, I'm comin down yo' block 

And my sound's so loud it'll make a nigga STOP 

He recognize who remains on top 

Let a motherfucker know, you never heard this befo' 

Yeah, I'm comin down yo' block 

And my sound's so loud it'll make a bitch STOP 

She recognize who remains on top 

Let a motherfucker know, you never heard this befo' 

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[Redman:] 

Y'all already know nigga... 

Yo, it's Funk Doc, my style never change 

Boy I think I still got it, like Eddie Cane 

Cause, nights like this, I bring the pain 

Introducin 11th member of Wu-Tang, Liu Kang 

Doc's spittin, fire out the palms 

Sign the check and, me and the world get it on 

If rap fail, you can bet I'm doin porn 

My Mobb is Deep, we know how to ride in the "Storm" 

I'm like Vince Vaughn, I keep it "Old School" 

For the family I go to war like two-twos 

Throw it on YouTube, tell 'em I'm ready 

Biggie said he got room for me when I'm ready 

Fast lane livin, Mario Andretti 

Greasy lookin like them characters in "Belly" 

Close your eardrums, this a recordin 

Don't be unaware like the mayor of New Orleans, nigga! 

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[Chorus] 

[Method Man:] 

These niggaz, wanna be Biggie, niggaz wanna be Tupac 

The only problem niggaz is you not - look 

I got this two-shot dillinger, one shot for killin ya 

If you ain't la familia nigga, I'm not feelin ya 

Tsst, hot; wheelie the block, watch the billin 

We are hip-hop, real and you not, lock the buildin 

Got them Ziplocks, ounces of weed, countin some G's 

Up in this bitch spot, a nigga like me, I don't do tight tees 

Or flip-flops, been a goon since the womb 

And my dad had that herringbone chain with the spoons 

Check the wristwatch - deposit the guns 

Ain't hard to tell that he a big shot - don't plot on my ones 

I carry the "Faith" like Big 'Pac - I carry the weight 

See y'all don't get too carried away, and pay me what my salary say 

Ha, Meth Doc, gettin that guap 

Fuck your feelings, this is hard rock, stirrin the pot 

Watch me get 'em with this, hah 

[Chorus: w/ Redman ad libs] 

[Redman:] 

Yeah, aiyyo, get that rap game on lock, NOTHIN 

Rhymes like ours need E on production 

Lil' kids listenin, we might corrupt 'em 

"Public Enemy", Chuck D can't trust 'em 

Name ain't Justin, but I rock "Timberlands" 

Doctor, right, with the penicillin in 

Get it? New Jersey Drive like midget 

Ask five-oh and Dee-Bo how I whip it 

Yo Meth, can you kick it? 

[Method Man:] 

Yes I can 

And the "Kid" stay "Frost" like a Mexican 

What's good vatos? Crops and candy cane, I got those 

357's and three dice, I shot those 

Every rapper talkin 'bout he hot, he not though 

Hate to bust bubbles but that's what niggaz get popped fo' 

Look - I got my glove, bat and ball 

Catch me pitchin in the trap slingin drug raps and all 

Let's go! 

[Chorus] 

[Redman:] Ha ha!