Hip-Hop Quotable Wednesdays – Redman – “Can’t Wait”

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1994, 21 Jumpstreet, Blue Lines, Blue Lines Blog, Boba Fett, Can't Wait, Da Bricks, Dare Iz a Darkside, Def Jam, Def Squad, DJ Twinz, Erick Sermon, Funk Doctor Spock, Funk Dr. Spock, Hip-Hop, Hip-Hop Music, Hip-Hop Quotable Wednesdays, Key Yemaya Walker, music, New Jersey, New York, Newark, Redman, Reggie Jackson, Reggie Noble

“Can’t Wait”
Redman from the 1994 album Dare Iz A Darkside.

I’m like “Ruhh!! Ruhh!!” like I have cerebral palsy
My flows bees wet like all you girls drawers be
crack the Phills, spread the buddah, then the hiddash,
roll it up and then ask, “Who chipped in for the 10 bag?”
Etcetera, I roll my blunts with two textures,
pick up 50 bags and then I smoke all the extras
It’s the truth, like funk 180-proof
Don’t drop your drawers, I’ll f–k through your daisy-dukes (true!)
Put your fingers up in the air if your high (high)
I walk by (by), so F a drive (by)
I swing up in it, ’bout as average as half as
good as Reggie Jackson’s, that’s why you talk backwards
and chumps be on some Bogard s–t like Humphrey
You couldn’t beat me if you ran with 21 Jumpstreet,
or 90210, f–k it yo;
In the movies, I’m the n—a puffin’ buddah in the back row

Chorus: Repeat 8X

(I can’t wait to get it on…)

Hip-Hop Quotable Wednesdays – Redman feat K-Solo – “It’s Like That (my Big Brother)”

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1996, Blue Hurt, Blue Lines, Cold Gettin' Dumb, Def Jam, Def Squad, Dodge, Erick Sermon, Funk Doctor Spock, Hip-Hop Quotable Wednesdays, It's Like That (my Big Brother), Just Ice, K-Solo, Keith Murray, Key Yemaya Walker, McDonalds, Mickey D's, Muddy Waters, New Jersey, Ram, Redman, Reggie Noble, Richard Roundtree, Shaft, Total, vinyl

I still have the vinyl for this at the house.

(K-Solo) Erick Sermon, keep keep it on
Def Squad, Erick Sermon, Redman keep keep it on
K to M Keith Murray keep keep it on
Keep keep on, ya don’t stop
Keep keep it on, and ya don’t stop
Keep keep it on, and ya don’t stop
K-Solo, Redman, ya don’t stop
Erick Sermon, Keith Murray ya don’t stop

[K-Solo]
I X’d ya amateur, damage ya, have fools jumpin off
cliffs grabbin their ass cheeks yellin GERONIMO
It ain’t a problem at all when K solve
Three-hundred and sixty degrees rhymes or boulevards
are charged, by my entourage, who put
the Ram in Dodge, rasclaat and bumba claat
Maintain, few remain in the game
So I remain focused; hip hop’s the main aim

Hip-Hop Quotable Wednesdays – Method Man & Redman – “How High”

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actor, Athens, Beavis and Butthead, Biggie Smalls, Blackout!, Blue Lines, Blue Lines Blog, Clifford Smith, Def Jam, Def Jam Recordings, Def Squad, Earwax Records, EPMD, Erick Sermon, Fly, Fly Robin, Funk Doctor Spock, Georgia, Hip-Hop, Hip-Hop Quotable, Hip-Hop Quotable Wednesdays, Hot Nikkels, How High, Iron Lung, John J, Johnny Blaze, Key Yemaya Walker, Meth, Method Man, Method Man & Redman, Methtical, Month Of The Man, Murder Was The Case, music, MZA, New Jersey, New York, New York City, Newark, Rapper, Redman, Reggie Noble, Reginald "Reggie" Noble, Reginald Noble, Shakwon, Shaolin, Staten Island, The Show, Tical, U.S., UB, UGA, United States, University Of Bridgeport, University Of Georgia, Who Shot Ya, Wu-Tang Clan

Whoa, had a flashback as we rode back from Athens last week, and this took the place of the scheduled Hip-Hop Quotable for this week after an all out performance with Ike on 316. We weren’t listening to the “Fly Robin, Fly,” version.

Intro:

Takin it from the top?
Tippy? Tippy?

How High?….
The Ultimate High….

Verse One: Method Man

Scuse me as I kiss the sky
Sing a song of six pence, a pocket full a rye
Who the f–k wanna die for their culture
Stalk the dead body like a vulture
Tical get, HMMM
Blacker than your blackest stallion
Hit your house’n projects
I represent the Shaolin my n—a
Hell yes, Apocalypse now, the gun blow
It be goin down, diggy diggy down diggy down down

Hip-Hop Quotable Wednesdays – Redman feat Hurrican G. “We Run N.Y.”

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1994, Blue Lines, Cheech and Chong, Dare Iz a Darkside, Def Jam, Funk Doctor Spock, Hip-Hop Quotable Wednesdays, Hurricane G, Jimi Hendrix, Key Yemaya Walker, KRS-One, New Jersey, Redman, Santana, Shaolin Monks, We Run N.Y.

I miss the days when Red was one of the greatest lyricists in the game.

Intro: Dr. Trevis Hurricane G Redman

Hahahahahahaaaaa
[KRS] Watch out!
Geyeeah! As we take a journey to the darkside
[KRS] Watch out!
from Hell and beyond the knotty headed n—a era has triumphed
[KRS] Watch out!
a new ever! If you don’t know your b—h ass better
[KRS] Watch out!
axe somebody! Shoot em up!

[Glo] The Hurricane G is live and in color
[KRS] Watch out!
[Glo] We run you motherf–kers!
[Red] The Funk Doctor Spock coming live and in color
[KRS] Watch out!
[Red] We run you motherf–kers!
[R+G] Puffin mad spliffs, so f–k a b—h
and a n—a, cause n—az, and b—hes ain’t s–t!
Hahahahahahaaaa! Dr. Trevis
[KRS] Watch out!
is in the motherf–kin house
With a couple of sick patients for your b—h ass
[KRS] Watch out!
Yeahhh!

Verse One: Hurricane G, Redman

The Hurricane G is the ultimate funk, pop the trunk
(Hoo-hah!! Wild like Shaolin monks)
Representin, comin out of Brooklyn, Flatbush
you wuss, you can’t push push in the bush