[Intro: Redman {unknown}]
Ay what's good man? {What's good?}
Yessir {Mm-hmm!}
Love hip-hop baby {Love that music baby}
Where all my peoples at out there?
All my ladies, all my fellas
Make some noise out there!
I just love music nigga {Hell yeah}
Yessir {Uh-huh!}
Michael Jackson, we love you dog
[Redman (Faith)]
Hey! I wake up, open my eyes, and light the aroma
And then I get my, ahh-stretch up and mornin yawnin
Yeah, I'm ready to grind wit'chu on my mind
Cause (all I do is for you)
Yo, I love how you make me feel when I'm broke
Make it clear when I smoke, my career on the ropes
So I, reappear and then I clear my throat
Nigga (all I do is for you)
Yo, since a DJ at 15, I was a young gun
Music disciplined me, now I'm a M-16
And all my dreams are turned into cream
Cause (all I do is for you)
Yeah, my heart's in it, weight up, shit and sleep in it
My pen put an end to any track you give me in the clinic
YEAH I, gets it in, rude bwoy I ain't finished nigga
(All I do is for you)
[Chorus: Faith Evans]
How, I listen to you when I'm drivin
Time and time you're always on my mind and
I'm talkin 'bout my music
[- From: http://www.elyrics.net/read/r/redman-lyrics/all-i-do-lyrics.html -]
(All I do is for you)
Keeps me lookin good when I'm barren
Hot as the sky when I'm blazin
It keeps me focused on my end
(All I do is for you)
Oh, it starts when I feel the flow
I'll be, into, overload
Talkin 'bout music
(All I do is for you)
It's sometimes critical
It starts when I feel the flow
I'm talkin 'bout music ('bout music)
I'm talkin 'bout music
[Redman (Faith)]
Yessir! When I fly, I got Dr. Dre headphones
playin T.I. and lookin in the sky, high
Think about when I land what I'ma buy
Cause (all I do is for you)
Yo, my boys hit the mall, I'm at the record store
I'm buyin my like 15th "Off the Wall"
MJ, hey! I hope you hearin this song
(All I do is for you)
Yo, I had the moonwalk down when I was 17
Now I rock and light blocks like Billie Jean
Whether you "Black or White" you gon' scream baby
(All I do is for you)
Yo, and I "Remember the Time" another part of me
was like "Leave Me Alone," I'm "B-A-D"
I opened up, now my music my "P.Y.T."
Believe that girl (all I do is for you) let's go!
[Chorus]
[Ready Roc]
I said I'm..
I'ma.. great white on the mic, servin fishscale
Livin life like I co-star with Denzel
Hip-hop been my life since kids meals
Lee jeans, label blocks and Big Wheels (uhh)
Ever since then I've been a FUCKIN problem
Feelin like Bruce Wayne, and this is Gotham
Now I got them haters watchin
Waitin for my next hit like a nigga boxin
(And the NEWWW!) On this mic you can see I'm blessed
Some say I'm the (One), like (KRS)
Shoutout to Clue, Flex and Doo Wop
R.I.P. Big L, Pun, Biggie and Tupac
Flow so sick somebody give me a flu shot (achoo)
I'm well done, overcooked, too hot
A booth, ProTools and a MP
That's all I need to show you that I'm a emcee (yessir!)
So you can chase the fame, cause simply
difference is, you a Beamer, I'm a Bentley - dummy!
Now wonder where I'd be without Funk Doc
So this toast goes to Redman and hip-hop (yo)
[Chorus: Ready Roc (Redman) {Melanie}]
Whattup Big Unc? (Whattup nephew?)
WHATTUP JERSEY? {Jersey, Jersey-ayyyyy}
(Check mic one) Check mic two
YEAH THEY HEARD ME..
How y'all feel? (Drinks on me!)
NOW WHO THIRSTY? {whoahhh-ohhhh}
(Cheers! This ones her for hip-hop)
HI-HI-HIP-HOP
[Interlude: Melanie Rutherford]
This is my life - this is my life baby
We gon' do it like this nigga
[Redman]
Yo, watch out now I talk like a old man
But still got that UHH like Jor-dan
Call in, anywhere I go it's CHEERS
Cause they yell my name like Nor-man
Walk in, look cool
Flow like the ink pen got Red Bull
Feel like I'm school, back to the basics
Handcuffin hip-hop, niggaz start rapin (yessir)
And I faced it, it's a new ballgame
It's like when (Baby Boy) met Ving Rhames
[. From: http://www.elyrics.net/read/r/redman-lyrics/cheerz-lyrics.html .]
Now that's so appealin, the veteran
still trappin, I'm back in the building
Yeah I laugh when I'm yakkin to children
But it's hard when ya boy lackin a million
I'm so brilliant, cause I work the Eastside
And do the same damn thing on the Westside (West coast!)
For hip-hop I'ma die - you fuck with it?
I'm O-Dog, I ain't lettin that shit ride!
Whoever outside with a eardrum
Old people, young people, here it come
[Chorus]
[Interlude: Melanie (Redman)]
This is my life (yo, watch out now)
Hip-Hop (yessir, yo neph' I got it nigga)
[Redman]
Yo, aiyyo neph' you can tell I love hip-hop
And me stoppin any time? I think not
Whip, the opposite of a hard top
Summertime, my rhyme's in your droptop
Yeah, the LP is "Reggie"
I got the goods baby, I'm Don Ready
Ready, for any hip-hop freak
Even white chicks want black in 'em like Pernelli
Yeah, the rap game is star studded
It's like the NBA, you gotta love it
[Ready Roc]
Whattup Big Unc? Watch nephew
sell more records than Wyclef crew (ill)
Haters watch me ball like the ref do
And still can't get it right like a left shoe (hahahaha)
I'm 'bout to bubble like a Lex Coupe
"What's my motherfuckin name?" like I'm Big Snoop
Ready Roc hear the crowd scream
Now my name hold weight like a triple beam
Wu-Tang showed me how to get the C.R.E.A.M.
I'm a microphone, I'm a microphone fiend
[Chorus]
[Melanie Rutherford]
This is my life, this is my life
Hip-Hop, until I dieeeeee
Until I die, whoaaaaaa-ohhhhhh
Ooooo-hooo-hooooo
Cause this is my life, my life
Hip-Hop, until I diiiiieeee
Yeah yeah yeah
[George Clinton]
This is the story.. of pro-zen-xanthrapus
Pro-zen-ganthrapus..
Funky monkey.. nasty monkey.. gangster monkey..
[Redman]
Yo yo, yo, yo.. watch out!! I run New Jerz
Got blood on my wifebeater undershirt (look)
Hand to hand you bout half a gram
I'm a truckload, backin in, under dirt!
Lock on target, your wallet
Your chains I left stains up, gorilla paw prints
Sharp in garments, run out yo' apartment
Vampire, wear yo' garlic
I beef on the streets (gun jammin)
Y'all beef let's meat/meet like Subway sandwiches
You have no idea
Crackheads furnish your homes like Ikea, over here
Bricks, B-R, I, C-K
Where hoes put twelve into size seven CK's
Who's the one? D-O-C
Carryin clips for the agents in +The Matrix+
At the Mobil Awards on the podium
Cause in high school I hung with custodians
Batter-ram your door in
Fuck hot, I'm warpin, Doc torturin your Walkman
[Chorus: Redman]
Jump, get up
All my niggaz in the house, stalk, get up
All my bitches in the house, jump, get up
All my niggaz in the house, stalk, get up
Jump, get up, jump, get up
All my niggaz in the house, stalk, get up
All my bitches in the house, jump, get up
All my niggaz in the house, stalk, get up
Jump, get up, jump, get up
[Redman]
Yo.. I put a dollar in my zipper
It's pulled out from a mouth of a stripper
Back that thang up, same slut
Used to hang up, now she brain up
I'm like yo (yo) swallow it!
Dick new shit spit throat lozenges
When I'm off the hit [click-click]
Hire security to start joggin with, where your office is
I piss on it! Stamp Bricks on it
Take your street work, let your bitch pump it
I'm your next door tenant, that'll strip you down
[ From: http://www.elyrics.net/read/r/redman-lyrics/j.U.M.P.-lyrics.html ]
'til your barefooted like Eric Bennett
Half my brain is still experimentin
Doc already gone before the X kick in
Yeah, I want my cut like G-Money
Stickin the Easter Bunny for sneaker money
Now how many muh'fuckers out there
is high make some noise (ahhhhhhhhhhh!)
I just tried (ahhh) see last night, had two bitches
Me last night, so I told them to..
[Chorus: Redman]
Jump, get up
All my niggaz in the house, stalk, get up
All my bitches in the house, jump, get up
All my peoples in the house, jump, get up
Stalk, get up, jump, get up
All my niggaz in the house, stalk, get up
All my bitches in the house, jump, get up
All my peoples in the house, jump, get up
Stalk, get up, jump, get up
All my niggaz in the house, stalk, get up
All my bitches in the house, jump, get up
All my peoples in the house, jump, get up
Stalk, get up, jump, get up
All my niggaz in the house, stalk, get up
All my bitches in the house, jump, get up
All my peoples in the house, jump, get up
Stalk, get up, jump, get up
[George Clinton]
The gorilla in the motherfuckin mix
They call him Lethal Lip
The linguistic full metal jacket of vernacular ballistic
Shootin off at the mouth without chap or a blister
He got hairs on his funk and didn't flunk diaper rash
Gorilla goin postal.. verbally toxic
Metal pierced forked and hollow point tongue
Dum-dums piled shot from gamblin gorilla gums
Hooked on phonics, packin a viscious vocabulary
Malicious with malice and mayhem
Fuck a gorilla dictionary, Magilla Gorilla talkin to ya
Yo-hoooooooo!
Sup Brick City? T.C., what it be like?
Yeahhh motherfucker!
You got thirty-five seconds to get yo' ass to the flo'
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