How High
Method Man feat. Redman Lyrics

Excuse me as I kiss the sky
I am acknowledging my own greatness and reaching for the highest heights in my career.

Sing a song of sixpence, a pocket full a rye
I am referencing the old nursery rhyme to suggest that I have plenty of resources and wealth.

Who the fuck wanna die for their culture
I am questioning the idea of sacrificing one's life for their cultural beliefs.

Stalk the dead body like a vulture, Ticalion, hmm
I am describing a gruesome scene where someone observes a dead body like a scavenging vulture.

Blacker than your blackest stallion
I am emphasizing my dark skin complexion.

Hit your housing projects
I am targeting the low-income housing projects where many struggle to survive.

I represent yo Shaolin my nigga
I am proudly representing my neighborhood of Shaolin (Staten Island) and the culture it embodies.

Now yes, Apocalypse now, the gun blow
I am comparing the current situation to a movie about the end of the world, symbolizing the use of guns and violence.

It be going down, diggy diggy down diggy down down
I am emphasizing that the situation is becoming intense and dangerous.

While the planets and the stars and the moons collapse
I am exaggerating the chaos and destruction happening around.

When I raise my trigger finger all y'all niggas hit the deck
I am asserting my dominance and power, causing fear and submission from others.

Cause ain't no need for that, hustlers and hardcore
I am dismissing the need for unnecessary violence and instead prioritizing the hard-working individuals of the community.

Raw to the floor raw like Reservoir Dogs
I am describing my raw and unfiltered approach, comparing it to the intense and violent movie 'Reservoir Dogs'.

The Green-Eyed Bandit can't stand it
I am referring to myself as the 'Green-Eyed Bandit' (a nickname for Redman) and expressing my frustration with a certain situation.

With more Fruitier Loops than that Toucan Sam bitch
I am boasting about having a greater variety and quality of experiences than a well-known cereal mascot.

Plus the Bombazee got me wide
I am implying that the marijuana has made me feel high and euphoric.

Fucking with us Is a straight suicide
I am warning others that messing with us will lead to their own demise.

10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4
I am counting down as if anticipating something imminent.

3, 2, murder 1 lyric at your door
I am threatening to deliver a deadly and impactful verse.

Tical bring it to that ass raw
I am promising to deliver my music in its most unfiltered and authentic form.

Breaking all the rules like glass jaws
I am defying the norms and expectations, just like a glass jaw easily breaks.

Nigga, you got to get mines to get yours
I am emphasizing the importance of pursuing success for oneself before expecting others to support you.

Fucka we don't need no rap tour
I am rejecting the idea of relying on conventional methods like a rap tour to find success.

I'd rather kick the facts and catch you with the rap-ture
I prefer to express my truths and surprise and captivate listeners with my lyrical skills.

More than you bargained for
I am giving the audience more than they expected or anticipated.

Tical I stays open like an all night store
I am comparing myself to a convenience store that never closes, suggesting my availability and constant presence.

For real I keeps it ill like a piece of blue steel
I am stating that I maintain a high level of skill and talent, just like a dangerous weapon.

Pointed at your temple with the intent to kill
I am metaphorically expressing my determination and focus in my craft, aiming to leave a lasting impact.

And end your existence, M-E-T
I am asserting my dominance and threatening to bring about the end of someone's existence.

Ain't no use for resistance, H-O-D
I am declaring that resistance is futile, as my crew (Hood on Demand) is too powerful to be stopped.

I bees the ultimate rush to any nigga on dust
I am confident that I provide the highest level of excitement and thrill to anyone under the influence of drugs.

The Egyptian Musk used to have me pull mad sluts
I am reminiscing about a certain type of cologne that made me attractive to many women.

I shift like a clutch with the Ruck
I am describing my ability to adapt and change my approach, just like shifting gears in a car.

Examine my nuts, I don't stop till I get enough
I am expressing my determination and perseverance until I achieve my goals.

Your shit broke down, light your flare
I am mocking someone for their poor performance or situation, suggesting they need help or a sign of distress.

Since the darkside tears you into Hollywood Squares
I am suggesting that being associated with the darkside (a reference to the streets) will tear you down and expose your weaknesses like a game show.

Six million ways to die, so I chose
I am acknowledging the many possible ways to die but asserting my choice to live a dangerous and rebellious lifestyle.

Made it six million and one with your eyes closed
I am claiming to have added an additional way to die, one that catches people off guard and leaves them helpless.

The blindfold cold, so you can feel the wrath
I am suggesting that being blind to the consequences of one's actions will lead to experiencing the full force of my anger or revenge.

And shatter the glass and second half on your monkey-ass
I am threatening to break through someone's barriers and expose their true nature, metaphorically hitting them hard with my words.

And yo my man (Tical) hit me now
I am urging my friend Tical (Method Man) to respond or contribute to the conversation.

Bitches used to play me now they can't forget me now
I am proud that women who used to ignore me now can't help but remember me, showing my rise in status.

They get me mad, I rock the spot, check Glock
I am expressing my frustration with those who anger me and asserting my dominance and power as I take control of the situation.

Empty off a licking off a hip-hop
I am suggesting that I am ridding the hip-hop scene of the competition and leaving my mark with my performance.

Fuck the billboard, I'm a bullet on my block
I am disregarding the mainstream charts and asserting my impact and influence within my own neighborhood.

How you dope when you payed for your billboard spot
I am questioning the authenticity and talent of those who achieved success through paid promotion rather than genuine skill.

Look up in the sky, it's a bird, it's a plane
I am playfully referencing the superhero trope of someone appearing in the sky and suggesting my own greatness.

It's the Funk Doctor Spot smoking buddha on a train
I am presenting myself as the 'Funk Doctor Spot' (Redman) and suggesting that I am casually enjoying marijuana on a train.

HOW HIGH So high that I can kiss the sky
I am emphasizing how elevated and euphoric I feel, as if I can physically touch the sky.

HOW SICK So sick that you can suck my dick
I am boasting about my skills and abilities to the point where others can only admire and envy me.

Recognize Johnny Blaze, ain't a damn thing changed
I am asserting that despite any time that has passed, I am still the same and should be recognized for my greatness.

Till my man Raider Ruckus come home
I am waiting for my friend Raider Ruckus to be released from a prison or other confinement.

It ain't really on till the Ruckus get, home
I am suggesting that the true action and excitement will only begin once Raider Ruckus is present.

Puff a meth bone, now I'm off to the red zone
I am referring to smoking methamphetamine and then indicating that I am ready for intense and dangerous situations.

We don't need your dirt weed we got our fucking own
I am asserting that we have our own high-quality marijuana and don't need the subpar weed others may offer.

Check it I brings havoc with my hectic
I am bragging about the chaos and destruction I bring with my energetic and intense performances.

Bring the Pain lyrics screaming for the antiseptic
I am suggesting that my lyrics are so powerful and abrasive that they require an antiseptic to heal the damage they cause.

Moving on your left kid, and I'm Method
I am claiming to be on a higher level and swiftly moving past my competitors, just like the methodical movements of a martial artist.

Out my fucking dome piece, plus I got no love for the beast
I am expressing that my thoughts and ideas come from deep within me, and I have no respect or fondness for authority figures or oppressive forces.

Hailing from the big East Coast, where niggas pack toast
I am proudly claiming my origins from the East Coast, where many individuals carry firearms for protection.

Home of the drug kingpins and cut throats
I am referring to the East Coast as a place where illegal drug trade and violence are prevalent.

Hey boy, you's the rude boy on the block
I am addressing an individual who is known for their disrespectful and rebellious behavior within the neighborhood.

You try and stop the bum rush you will get popped
I am warning that anyone who tries to obstruct or oppose our swift and forceful movement will face the consequences.

As I run a mile with a racist
I am suggesting that even in the face of prejudice and discrimination, I continue to succeed and excel.

My style was born in the pissy stair cases
I am stating that my unique style and talent developed in the grim and dirty environments of the housing projects.

Dig it, eff a rap critic
I am dismissing and disregarding the opinions and criticisms of music critics.

He talk about it while I live it
I am asserting that I am actively living and experiencing the things that critics only talk or write about.

If Red got the blunt, I'm the second one to hit it
I am suggesting that Redman, another rapper, is known for his love of marijuana, and I am the next in line to partake in smoking.

Look up in the, I got the verbs, nouns and Glocks in ya
I am claiming that I possess the skills (verbs and nouns) and weapons (Glocks) necessary to dominate and overpower.

Enter the center, lyrics bang like ricochet rabbit
I am announcing my presence and comparing my lyrics to the powerful impact of a bouncing bullet or projectile.

I brings havoc with an A-K matic, rolling blunts an all day habit
I am asserting that I cause chaos and destruction with my automatic weapon, and I also have a persistent habit of smoking marijuana.

I get it on like Smif'n'Wes who clicks the best
I am comparing myself to the rap duo Smif-n-Wessun, suggesting that my performances rival or surpass theirs.

Punks take a sip and test, who split your vest
I am challenging weak individuals to test their bravery against me, warning that I will penetrate their armor or defenses.

The funk phenomenon, I'm bombing you like Lebanon
I am proclaiming myself as a force of funk music and comparing my impact to the destructive bombing of Lebanon.

Blow canals of Panama just off stamina
I am expressing my ability to perform endlessly, comparing it to the creation of canals like the Panama Canal through sheer strength and endurance.

Styles not to be fucked with or played with
I am asserting that my style and approach are so powerful and respected that they should not be underestimated or taken lightly.

Fuck them pretty hoes, I love those Section 8 Bit-ches
I am disregarding attractive women who only care about material possessions and instead expressing interest in women from low-income housing (Section 8) who have faced challenges and hardships.

Hitting switches, twisting wigs with
I am describing the act of driving a car with hydraulics and causing people's wigs (representing their hairstyles) to move and twist due to the intense vibrations.

Fat radical mathematical type scriptures
I am describing my lyrics as impactful, complex, and intelligent, comparing them to mathematical equations that are profound and thought-provoking.

I dig up in your planets like Digga boo
I am suggesting that I can deeply explore and understand someone's thoughts and emotions, just like a character named Digga Boo who had such abilities.

Scared you, blew you to smitha-reens
I am describing a fearful reaction from someone, blowing them into tiny fragments or pieces.

Fuck the Marines, I got machines
I am expressing disregard or disdain for the military, asserting that I have powerful weapons or music production equipment to handle any situation.

That like to spit and read Mad Magazine
I am suggesting that my machines (music equipment) have the ability to create and produce music that is as entertaining and engaging as the comedy magazine Mad Magazine.

I fly more heads than Continental
I am claiming to have a greater number of devoted fans and followers than the airline company Continental.

Wreck ya five times like U.S. Air off an instrumental
I am threatening to overpower and defeat someone multiple times, likening it to a plane crash that U.S. Air (another airline company) experienced off an instrumental (a beat or musical backing).

Look I'm not a half way crook with bad looks
I am asserting that I am not a mediocre or insincere individual, and I have a pleasing appearance or image.

But I may murder your case like your name was Cal Brooks
I am warning that I have the power to completely discredit or destroy someone's reputation or legal case, using the example of someone named Cal Brooks to illustrate the severity of my actions.

I breaks em up proper
I am claiming to have the ability to properly analyze or dismantle a situation or opponent.

Ask Biggie Smalls Who Shot Ya
I am suggesting that even the late rapper Notorious B.I.G. would acknowledge my power and skill, as his hit song 'Who Shot Ya' was popular at the time.

Funk doctor, with the twelve Gauge Mossberg
I am asserting my role as the 'Funk Doctor' (Redman) and describing my powerful weapon, a twelve-gauge Mossberg shotgun.

Look I got the tools like Rickle
I am claiming to possess the necessary skills and resources, comparing myself to a character named Rickle who had many useful tools.

To make your mind tickle
I am suggesting that my words or actions can stimulate or excite someone's mind or thoughts.

For the nine nickle
I am indicating that I am ready for action and prepared to use my weapon, a nine-millimeter handgun.