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4, 3, 2, 1

Redman

The Source Presents: Hip Hop Hits, Vol. 2 [Clean]

1998

Huh
Ha (ha), yeah (yeah)
Make it butter (ay caramba)
Bankhead bounce, no doubt
Ayo watch yo' mouth

Ayo, one, two, three, four, five, six,

4, 3, 2, 1

Redman

Phenomenon

1997

Huh
Ha (ha), yeah (yeah)
Make it butter (ay caramba)
Bankhead bounce, no doubt
Ayo watch yo' mouth

Ayo, one, two, three, four, five, six,

they say shit I know I’m too real to go live by the code
Niggas claim that they solid but told Ain’t no diamonds
It’s 3 tone the gold
I ain’t no old head

Three times a night
Three times he tried to catch a break
Didn't sleep all night, didn't sleep but tried and cried all day
No one on his side, his

fucked her twice
Bitch thought she gon be my wife
When life was hard
I had no one by my side
How many hoes you got in your life?
Man's got like three

Ain't a such thing as lukewarm
Either hot or you cold
On the fence then you gotta go
Get put to death
No these not my words
Red letters coming from

the side street movin' single file
She say...
That's where I'll hold you, sleeping like a child

Way down in the hollow, leavin' so soon
Oh, St. Teresa,

given moment till thy Kingdom come
There's physical abuse bare and then the one disguised as discipline
No wonder I couldn't ever come home and say what

and flip you, automatica'
Dramatic like Ali Shaheed Muhammed
Brought the vibe i bring the sun at Red Dawn
Upon the thoughts of Frantz Fanon
So stand

the gun if you live by the sword he’s on his own and he ain’t got no gun em ain’t nothing to it just pull up and bust on em 

Verse 2

I shoot niggas like

I mean what I mean
No pit stops when you chasin a dream
And you're falling in love? That's a reason to bleed

Whip like a Razorback
Keep a impha red

You fucking right.
I like both sides and
Three's more comforting
You fucking right?
Head with some company
Feeling like celebrities
Not focused

feel shit /3
Since my heart went cold 
Now I’m lost dark 
Watchin cops patrol /4
Pick a nigga 
Kill a nigga 
Been they anthem /5
She luv the way I spit

Soul in the Soul

3rd Bass

The Cactus Album

1989

to wayside, ain't no weak side
Bassline I'm never givin', on the flipside

Grass to a mic like a hand palm rubber
Roll off a finger, you're gum, I rubbed ya

that's why we so solid
Red to blue, to debt, to due, it's easier
To put a watermelon through the eye of a needle
This is done by choice, not by force
I

They got my head 
When all I see is red
They pay my bill 
Against my will
Just because they know
I would have no flat
They got my back 
When I'm feelin'

sky white clouds red Honda
But now I'm blowing up quicker than old Nirvana
And why these rappers want the drama
Cause we ain't actors
We drop records

three granny bitches cookin' up the pies (GRANNY SMITH)
I been eatin' too much Violet pint-size

Where'd... my... glasses... go
Blind steering freeway in

three granny bitches cookin' up the pies (GRANNY SMITH)
I been eatin' too much Violet pint-size

Where'd..my..glasses..go
Blind steering freeway in

three granny bitches cookin' up the pies (GRANNY SMITH)
I been eatin' too much Violet pint-size

Where'd... my... glasses... go
Blind steering freeway in

my demons like a heavyweight pro
Red is my colour so the blood don't show hoe
I'm from the darkside where there's no luck
Just struggle, hard times, no

understand the chemistry
Lately raw smoking dope 3.5 by the destiny
Live life fast lane, I don't know why they tryna riddle me
No American Idol, made it

goin'
Ain't no plans of stoppin'
Ain't no plans of slowin'
And it's still a Glock
But I still keep the drum right by my groin
Heard that he was hatin'

Three eight four
Clocking
That's my time
Stop it

My pace is counting is counting them right
Taking it slow no direction in mind
One after two is what I