Redman's solo career continued throughout the remainder of the decade, with each of his albums selling at least half a million copies. His musical style has remained very consistent, rarely deviating from a combination of Redman's unique braggadocious wit and hard, P-funk-influenced beats. In addition to releasing albums under his own name, he is part of the group Def Squad (along with Keith Murray and Erick Sermon) with whom he released the 1998 album El Nino, and also has formed a close partnership with labelmate Method Man (of the Wu-Tang Clan) with whom he released the 1999 album Blackout!. The long-awaited follow-up, Blackout! 2, apeared in 2009.
He has also collaborated extensively, both with hip-hop artists and with artists from other genres; the long list of artists and groups he has worked with includes Wyclef Jean, Snoop Dogg, Scarface, The Offspring, Christina Aguilera, Eminem, Gorillaz, D'Angelo, Me'shell Ndegeocello, 2Pac, Jodeci, Cypress Hill, De La Soul, KRS One and IAM.
In 2001 Redman co-starred with Method Man in the stoner comedy film How High, which featured the pair playing two marijuana-addled students attempting to survive at Harvard. Method Man and Redman also appear in the Def Jam Vendetta video game series, often as Tag Team partners, and briefly had their own television sitcom, Method & Red, on Fox during the 2004-2005 season.
Redman is also featured on the video game "True Crime: New York City", in which the central character interacts with an undercover street cop based upon the rap star, who also provides the voice for him.
Aliases
* Funk Doc
* Funk Doctor Spock
* Doc
* Reggie
* Reggie Noble
* Soopaman Luva
Discography:
Albums
* 1992: Whut? Thee Album
* 1994: Dare Iz a Darkside
* 1996: Muddy Waters
* 1998: Doc's Da Name 2000
* 1998: El Nino (with Eric Sermon and Keith Murray)
* 1999: Blackout! (Method Man & Redman)
* 2001: Malpractice
* 2007: Red Gone Wild
Singles
* 1992: "Blow Your Mind"
* 1993: "Time 4 Sum Aksion"
* 1993: "Tonight's da Night"
* 1994: "Rockafella"
* 1995: "Can't Wait" (US #94)
* 1995: "How High" (with Method Man) (US #13)
* 1996: "Funkorama" (from Insomnia: The Erick Sermon Compilation Album)
* 1996: "It's Like That (My Big Brother)" (US #95)
* 1997: "Pick It Up"
* 1997: "Whateva Man" (US #42)
* 1998: "I'll Bee Dat!"
* 1999: "Da Goodness"
* 1999: "Let Da Monkey Out"
* 2001: "Let's Get Dirty (I Can't Get in Da Club)" (US# 97)
* 2001: "Smash Sumthin'"
* 2007: "Put it Down"
Filmography
* 1999: Colorz of Rage
* 1999: PIGS
* 2000: Boricua's Bond
* 2001: Statistic: The Movie
* 2001: How High
* 2002: Stung
* 2003: Thaddeus Fights the Power!
* 2004: Method & Red
* 2004: Seed Of Chucky
* 2006: High Times Stony Awards (Cohost)
[2]
REDMAN is a Japanese rock-band formed in 2013. The members have different backgrounds which are reflected in their music. They have influences from heavy rock, emo, pop, but are always powerful.
“RED” stands for the passion they have.
Vo. Satoshi Ishikawa (ギルガメッシュ)
Gt. Ryo Sugihara (Towalens)
Gt. Rihito Sonoki (ex-SPLAY)
Ba. Soichiro Yoshioka (Towalens)
Dr. Keito Oukuma (THE HEROES SYNDICATE)
Do What U Feel
Redman Lyrics
Jump to: Overall Meaning ↴ Line by Line Meaning ↴
From ground zero all the way to attic, what we be smokin, Tical
The resevoir is now open
I swim the English Channel backstrokin, you don't know me or my style
We hold court and blow trial
You catch 'cal when you browse through my X-Files, who be next now
Man's down, hands down
Hold ground by yo' side when it go down, I dedicate this next dart
Little Meth he the best part, now walk with that one, word
Time Time 4 Sum Aksion
Dreamin bout Toni Braxton, blowin her back out like Bob Backlund
I'm throwin wrestlin holds
Tag team with Funk Doc, we in funk mode, take yo' best shot
If it don't hip it don't hop
If it don't quit it don't stop, that's the life
I be the super-lyrical individual I be splittin through
That Teflon material to knock Big Ben off of schedule
Better move with a set of tools
I be doin it to mics when I'm a, heterosexual
I load the mic then cock, drop it like three-quarters
When I slaughter don't get, caught in the water
Cause the Brick's got it's own World Order
Leave your bitch in shock like the third rail caught her
Styles stay deeper than orca, I float the seven seas with ease
Did more drugs than pharmacies
So call me that lyrical Genovese, you can't compare
Get you steppin like stairs, frats, sororities
Don't make me bring it on back I fuck up the majority
Of niggas lookin hard at me, I Port 'em like Authority
And when my nigga Meth shine
Out the inner How High mobile rollin three dimes at a time
(Redman and Method Man still... "hiiiigh hiiiiiiiiigh")
It's that Jersey representer
Get hit from the bottom to your head when you enter
Word
Just do what ya feel and never follow (repeat 3X)
Funk Doc break it down
Hah, yo, suck my dick out of animosity
The velocity will fly that head and freeze yo' camps like pottery
To give lobotomies to all you rap colonies
And shunt your million dollar investment, to economy
Impossibly might be the one in black leather
Name tag sayin "Caution when wet by the track wetter"
The hash spreader, I love the grimy shit
Even my girl did grimy shit to me and I went back with her
Three years for carrying a loaded handgun
But it's forever when a nigga [chik-chik BLAAAOW] and he lands one
To your cranium
That red dot on your forehead it's not cause you Arabian
(Yo watch you say to him!)
You caught up in a tight situation
I should start erasin your whole organization for makin
Wack tunes while my whole platoon rock the basement
You couldn't come close if I gave you my bookin agent
Or producer, royalty points twelve shot loaded Luger
Even a crowd to get you souped up - you're still wack
I peel caps, on the regular
Destroy MC's et cetera, creep like The Predator
Fuck you, your label moms and yo' editor
Give you two to the jugular, blood be spreadin
All on my shirt, the king of the flirt shittin
Bitches hit me off more than New Edition
(Tweet-tweet-tweet-tweet, tweet-tweet-tweet-tweet)
I make them pigs heart skip a beat from the steel physique
So Iron Lung (one me gun done)
Get on the mic and break em off with sumthin sumthin
We moonshine and grow crops
Purchasin the handhelds with the sho' shots, it got me spittin
These slugs at my competition, in rap sessions
U-A-P ain't got no weapon, you lip professin
Next in, line, parental discretion advised
These explicit, street linguistics
Better than yo' momma biscuits, we bomb shellin
I might know but ain't tellin, too bad you missed it
Johnny, Dangerously Blaze another enemy made another due paid
Color-safe bleach so I don't fade
Scar your mental with my double edged blade, razor sharp
Get yo' bandaids hold that
Like E said, Get the Bozack
Show them wack niggas where the do's at
On the case like I'm Kojak
Kissin the grits on that Flo bitch
Flip scripts take LOOONG shits - Raider Ruckus
One, I come with premeditated redrum
Gingivitis to your filthy ass gums
Bottom line either get down or get done
Motherfucker
Redman's "Do What U Feel" is one of the most badass rap songs ever created. The lyrics are about the rapper's style, his sexual conquests, and his general lack of concern for anyone's opinion of him. The song starts with Redman's boast about his acrobatic abilities, which he uses as a metaphor for his rap skills. He's proud of his style and doesn't care if people don't know him or his style, as he and his friend Method Man hold court and blow trial. Redman dedicates the next dart (verse) to his heart and explains that Meth is the best part of the duo.
Redman's verses are filled with pop culture references, including to Toni Braxton and wrestler Bob Backlund. He brags about doing more drugs than pharmacies and compares his freestyling to an orca swimming in the sea. He warns his rivals not to make him bring it back as he'll destroy them all, and then Mane splittin through that Teflon material to knock Big Ben off of schedule. Redman and Meth shine together as they break down their unstoppable, high-flying style. Throughout the song, Redman emphasizes that he does what he wants and never follows.
Line by Line Meaning
Who wanna flip with the acrobatic
Who wants to challenge me with my incredible skills
From ground zero all the way to attic, what we be smokin, Tical
No matter where we are, we smoke that good weed
The resevoir is now open
I'm ready to show you what I got
I swim the English Channel backstrokin, you don't know me or my style
I'm so unique and talented that you can't understand me
We hold court and blow trial
We dominate and defeat our opponents in any situation
You catch 'cal when you browse through my X-Files, who be next now
You'll be amazed and intimidated when you listen to my music, wondering who will come after me
Man's down, hands down
I'm so confident and skilled that I always come out on top
Hold ground by yo' side when it go down, I dedicate this next dart
I'm always there for my team when things get tough, and I dedicate this next verse to my core fans
To my fucking heart
To the deepest and most personal part of me
Little Meth he the best part, now walk with that one, word
Method Man is my partner in crime and the best part of my music, so embrace it
Time Time 4 Sum Aksion
It's time for some high-energy action
Dreamin bout Toni Braxton, blowin her back out like Bob Backlund
I fantasize about intimate encounters with Toni Braxton, satisfying her like a professional wrestler
I'm throwin wrestlin holds
I have a tight grip and control over my music like a wrestler
Tag team with Funk Doc, we in funk mode, take yo' best shot
I collaborate with Funk Doc (Method Man) and we're in a creative and energetic state, ready for any challenge
If it don't hip it don't hop
If it's not cool or exciting, it's not worth our time
If it don't quit it don't stop, that's the life
We don't give up or slow down, that's just how we live
I be the super-lyrical individual I be splittin through
I'm an extremely skilled and talented rapper, slicing through beats effortlessly
That Teflon material to knock Big Ben off of schedule
My rhymes are bulletproof and powerful enough to disrupt even the most established artists
Better move with a set of tools
You need to be well-equipped and prepared to compete with me
I be doin it to mics when I'm a, heterosexual
I dominate the mic with my skills, regardless of my sexual orientation
I load the mic then cock, drop it like three-quarters
I prepare and release my lyrics with precision, just like a loaded gun
When I slaughter don't get, caught in the water
When I lyrically destroy my opponents, don't get caught up and overwhelmed
Cause the Brick's got it's own World Order
My hometown (Brick City) has its own dominant and influential presence
Leave your bitch in shock like the third rail caught her
I leave people amazed and stunned, like touching an electrified rail
Styles stay deeper than orca, I float the seven seas with ease
My rap styles are profound and vast, effortlessly navigating through different territories
Did more drugs than pharmacies
I've consumed a significant amount of drugs in my life
So call me that lyrical Genovese, you can't compare
I'm like a powerful and respected figure in the rap game, incomparable to others
Get you steppin like stairs, frats, sororities
My music gets you moving and dancing like stairs at a frat or sorority party
Don't make me bring it on back I fuck up the majority
If you challenge me, I'll bring it back and defeat the majority of rappers
Of niggas lookin hard at me, I Port 'em like Authority
Those who try to intimidate me with their gaze, I shut them down and establish my dominance
And when my nigga Meth shine
And when Method Man (my partner) succeeds and stands out
Out the inner How High mobile rollin three dimes at a time
We come out with our unique and successful projects like the movie 'How High,' stacking up achievements
(Redman and Method Man still... 'hiiiigh hiiiiiiiiigh')
We're still enjoying the high life and success together
It's that Jersey representer
I proudly represent New Jersey in my music and persona
Get hit from the bottom to your head when you enter
You'll experience the impact of my music from start to finish
Just do what ya feel and never follow (repeat 3X)
Follow your instincts and be true to yourself, don't conform or imitate others
Funk Doc break it down
Method Man (Funk Doctor Spock) takes over and delivers his verse
Hah, yo, suck my dick out of animosity
I say this offensive line to assert my dominance and challenge my haters
The velocity will fly that head and freeze yo' camps like pottery
My words will hit you hard and freeze your supporters like a frozen piece of pottery
To give lobotomies to all you rap colonies
I metaphorically want to perform brain surgery and destroy all the weak rap communities
And shunt your million dollar investment, to economy
I'll ruin the investments made on your music careers and bring economic downfall
Impossibly might be the one in black leather
I could potentially be the mysterious and powerful figure in the black leather
Name tag sayin 'Caution when wet by the track wetter'
My name tag would warn others to be careful around me because I can make tracks wet and slick
The hash spreader, I love the grimy shit
I'm a proponent of spreading and enjoying gritty and dirty things
Even my girl did grimy shit to me and I went back with her
Even though my girlfriend betrayed me, I still took her back because I'm attracted to trouble
Three years for carrying a loaded handgun
I served a three-year sentence for possessing a loaded gun
But it's forever when a nigga [chik-chik BLAAAOW] and he lands one
But the impact and damage caused when I shoot someone is everlasting
To your cranium
I aim for your skull
That red dot on your forehead it's not cause you Arabian
When I aim a laser sight on your forehead, it's not because of your race or ethnicity
(Yo watch you say to him!)
(Be careful what you say to him!)
You caught up in a tight situation
You're stuck in a difficult and dangerous situation
I should start erasin your whole organization for makin
I'm threatening to destroy your entire music group for creating
Wack tunes while my whole platoon rock the basement
While my talented group dominates and impresses in the underground scene
You couldn't come close if I gave you my bookin agent
Even with the best opportunities, you still can't match my success
Or producer, royalty points twelve shot loaded Luger
Even if you had a famous producer backing you up and making money, my twelve shots from a loaded gun would overpower you
Even a crowd to get you souped up - you're still wack
Even if you hype up the crowd, you're still not talented
I peel caps, on the regular
I consistently defeat and outshine other rappers
Destroy MC's et cetera, creep like The Predator
I annihilate all MC's and continue to conquer, moving stealthily like the iconic movie character The Predator
Fuck you, your label moms and yo' editor
I disrespectfully dismiss and insult you, your record label, your mothers, and your editor
Give you two to the jugular, blood be spreadin
I'll attack your throat, causing severe bleeding
All on my shirt, the king of the flirt shittin
Your blood will stain my shirt, showcasing my dominance and carefree attitude
Bitches hit me off more than New Edition
Women are more attracted to me and want to be with me compared to the popular boy band New Edition
(Tweet-tweet-tweet-tweet, tweet-tweet-tweet-tweet)
(The sound of birds tweeting, representing how desirable I am to women)
I make them pigs heart skip a beat from the steel physique
I make women's hearts race with excitement because of my strong and attractive physical appearance
So Iron Lung (one me gun done)
I'm so skilled and powerful that even with just one gun, I triumph over my enemies
Get on the mic and break em off with sumthin sumthin
I take the microphone and impress everyone with my incredible skills and performance
We moonshine and grow crops
We produce and consume our own homemade alcohol and cultivate our own plants
Purchasin the handhelds with the sho' shots, it got me spittin
I buy guns with silencers, making me feel more confident and fearless in my lyrics
These slugs at my competition, in rap sessions
I metaphorically shoot my competition with my aggressive and skilled rap lyrics during battles
U-A-P ain't got no weapon, you lip professin
My opponents are defenseless and just talk a big game, while I'm actually skilled and dangerous
Next in, line, parental discretion advised
I'm the next in line for success, and parents should be cautious for what I bring to the industry
These explicit, street linguistics
My lyrics are explicit and reflect the reality of the streets
Better than yo' momma biscuits, we bomb shellin
My music is more impressive and impactful than your mother's cooking, and we're dropping bombs in our performances
I might know but ain't tellin, too bad you missed it
I might have some inside knowledge, but I won't reveal it, and it's unfortunate that you're not aware of it
Johnny, Dangerously Blaze another enemy made another due paid
I'm Johnny, dangerously delivering impressive performances, defeating my enemies, and earning more success
Color-safe bleach so I don't fade
I'm using a special bleach that won't fade my colors, suggesting that I won't lose my prominence
Scar your mental with my double edged blade, razor sharp
I inflict psychological damage with my clever and sharp lyrics
Get yo' bandaids hold that
You better prepare with bandaids because I'm about to hurt you
Like E said, Get the Bozack
Just like Erick Sermon said, get ready for the unexpected and challenging
Show them wack niggas where the do's at
I'll demonstrate to these talentless guys how things should be done
On the case like I'm Kojak
I'm closely investigating and solving all the problems and challenges like the detective Kojak
Kissin the grits on that Flo bitch
I'm embracing the wild and rough lifestyle, appreciating the unconventional women
Flip scripts take LOOONG shits - Raider Ruckus
I completely change the narrative and take my time to deliver meaningful and impactful verses
One, I come with premeditated redrum
I come prepared with a meticulously planned murder (redrum is murder spelled backward)
Gingivitis to your filthy ass gums
I'll bring dental problems (gingivitis) to your dirty and disrespectful mouth
Bottom line either get down or get done
The choice is simple: either join and support me or face the consequences
Motherfucker
A concluding statement expressing his attitude and toughness
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, DELLA MUSIC PUBLISHING, LLC
Written by: JERRY DUPLESSIS, SAMUEL PRAKAZREL MICHEL, REGGIE NOBLE, CLIFFORD SMITH
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