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Methodman & Redman

Methodman & Redman, also known as Red & Meth, is a rap duo consisting of American artists Clifford Smith, better known as Methodman, and Reginald Noble, better known as Redman. They gained popularity in the 1990s with their unique harmonious and energetic style, often incorporating humor and wordplay into their lyrics. Both artists are renowned for their solo careers as well as their collaborations, and they have released several successful albums together, including "Blackout!" Their energetic performances and chemistry have made them fan favorites in the hip-hop industry. more »

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1999

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Bricki-di-roaw!
Steppin' out; the crowd throwin' bolos
Flicki-di-flame, owh!
When chrome forty-fours
Loadin' it up, packin' it back; ready to splash for real
Spit flows out the gail
God tried to bail
It's hectic
4-5-6, gimme ya grips
That's more dollars in them tongues
In them go-go chicks
Bitch, I'm drunk, pumpin' slugs out of cannon
Shot ya after-party down with Meth and Red in
Check it, Bricks and Shaolin, no joke!
And when I hit the pussy, call me Daddy Long Stroke
Or Ana, I'm hittin' pigeons out in Atlanta
Banana-split, hot to spit!
Oh shit!
Spickin' ya, rippin' ya four or ya funds
I wet ya like a one forty-one watergunz
Cocky like Rocky; got ya scared to death!
So hold on, ya bitches, 'cause here come Red-Meth!

Microphone-check, mirco-microphone checka!
Microphone-check, mirco-microphone checka!
Microphone-check, mirco-microphone checka!
F*ck with me and Meth, and we break ya fuckin' neck
Rememba these?
Microphone-check, mirco-microphone checka! Rememba these?
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Okay, the 'hey hey' baby
Me and Doc about to blow
My Saturday night's so special
And they pointin' at yo' nose
Aiyyo, save the speculations and the rumours
Comin' sooner then you think
I knock a phat bitch outta bloomers
Givin' tumors, hardcore
Givin' it to 'em raw
Landshark, southpaw, so kids say I jap-a-jaw
One-two, no ending or beginning to my cipher
I'm winning; tell the news like Peter
Depending on any givin' day I'm representin'
The struggle; my great grand who lived through the linchin'
Oh yes, y'all, if you got the weed, who got the blunts?
Take a guess, y'all
Kool-Aid bustin' through the wall
Mr. Meth y'all
Hah-chu! Comment allez-vous
I used to hawk chickens; now I'm maxin' with Badu
I represent Wu
My uzi weighs a ton
I'm swingin' a track from Staten
'Cause that is where I'm from

Microphone-check, mirco-microphone checka!
Microphone-check, mirco-microphone checka!
Microphone-check, mirco-microphone checka!
F*ck with me and Meth, and we break ya fuckin' neck
Rememba these?
Microphone-check, mirco-microphone checka! Rememba these?
Microphone-check, mirco-microphone checka! Rememba these?
Microphone-check, mirco-microphone checka! Rememba these?
Microphone-check, mirco-microphone checka!

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