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)
Enjoy da Ride
Redman Lyrics
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Yo, I know the streets is watchin'
Dirty date niggas caught blockin' or glockin'
Waitin' for my down four street got options
Fuck why'all, why'all can ball, I'm'a stay rockin'
All emcee's falled when I heard the albums droppin'
Nuttin but the hottest hip-hop rap concoction
Rap's in a state of emergency, it's shockin'
Crowd surf through the mosh pit on some rock shit
Bang your head to this, pump your fist if your feelin' it
Ride the fuck out, bust a clip for the fuck of it
This is as good as it get, who you rollin' with? (You)
Who the ultimate? (Wu)
Stay committed, sold my soul to this rap shit
Slow your roll, strike a bowl, you get glapped quick
I roll with, ghetto bastard with biscuits
And grab my dick and flick it, get the picture
[Redman]
Yo, Yo, Yo, I cop a new Benz, crash the front
So hard the airbags use nasal pumps
Jump out, cock the shoti (Rasie em up)
I stomp holes if the ground ain't paved enough
Inform the former the first step was a warm-up
The next step'll bomb on where your car alarm was
Chikens that'll run in, burn the barn up
Shots'll tear Sean John and Phat Farm up
I never gotta Soul Train award
Never lost to emcee's as lame as why'all
Never, trick a bitch car payment off
I'm a orangatang when the chain is off
Nigga, ecentric and I slowly blast with a axe, and a pump, and a goalie mask
Leavin' stains of blood on your Rolie Glass
When I'm in your hood nigga throw me bags
[Method Man]
Lets trick the night fantastic
I'm flexable, they used to call me plastic
These big butt bitches get they ass kicked
It is what it is, shittin' on why'all kids
Couldn't live where we live
I can't be defeated like nobody used to wizz
Like, when daddy's home can't nobody beat the kids
Right? You know the clan and you know the fuckin' man
Meth rock a mic without a kickstand
Two blunts, and razors in his wristband
Slap you and your bitch man
Lookin' in your lobby, call me stick-man
When it's goin' down, call me quicksand
Zero to sixty in a second, pack a Smith & Weston
And if the price is right, you can be the next contestant
For this aggression, no question, M-E to the F it be flexin'
As hard as my erection, kid learn your lesson
'cause what if I decide to start testin' the joint in the muthafuckin session?
[Saukrates]
Let a nigga get into it
Lubricate why'all veins with your "Do-It" fluid
I Einstein these rymes, spit these thangs to prove it
Cross with the mac, in fact my games are truest
Now I'm on the highway, doing it my way
With Street the legal, Meth, Roc, and Doc friday
Performin' like the weather was warm
And drop heat on the streets through zero degree storms
And keep the ghetto, pop your metal
Smoke it like a cigarette till ya optic yellow
The addiction, ain't no friction
I got them rap heads fillin' out a prescription
With diciton, they in thick, when I put fire to the stakes
And burn the arch, like a iron to your face
These long hard years spent Oxy-Cleanin' - make it clear
Look out! Big 'Sauks is here, hit the button
The song "Ride" features four rappers: Redman, Streetlife, Method Man, and Saukrates, each taking turns to deliver powerful verses. The song begins with Streetlife rapping about how he is always being watched by people on the streets. He then asserts that he produces the best hip-hop rap music while calling for people to pump their fists in the air. Redman takes over and raps about his toughness and lyrical superiority over other rappers. Methood Man comes in and boasts about his flexibility while threatening to harm anyone who tries to undermine him. Saukrates wraps up the song with a verse that highlights his rhyming abilities.
The song conveys the theme of resilience and toughness with lyrics such as "I'm a stay rockin'," "I stomp holes if the ground ain't paved enough," and "I can't be defeated." The use of similes and metaphors in the verses, such as "I'm a orangatang when the chain is off" and "I Einstein these rymes," adds depth to the lyrics.
Line by Line Meaning
Yo, I know the streets is watchin'
I am aware of the constant surveillance on the streets
Dirty date niggas caught blockin' or glockin'
Criminals have been captured either standing in one place or carrying guns
Waitin' for my down four street got options
I am waiting for my associates on the street and have choices in my actions
Fuck why'all, why'all can ball, I'm'a stay rockin'
I don't care about other people's success, I am going to continue to make music
All emcee's falled when I heard the albums droppin'
Other artists failed to impress me with their new albums
Nuttin but the hottest hip-hop rap concoction
My music consists of the best hip-hop and rap mix
Rap's in a state of emergency, it's shockin'
The rap music industry is in a crisis and it's surprising
I produce joints that loosen up the socket
My music has an impact that loosens the listener's body parts
Crowd surf through the mosh pit on some rock shit
I am crowd surfing through a chaotic crowd on a rock and roll vibe
Bang your head to this, pump your fist if your feelin' it
If you like my music, express it by banging your head and pumping your fist
Ride the fuck out, bust a clip for the fuck of it
Enjoy the ride and shoot a gun to have fun
This is as good as it get, who you rollin' with? (You)
This is the best you can get, who are you going to associate with? (You)
Who the ultimate? (Wu)
Who is the best? (The Wu-Tang Clan)
Stay committed, sold my soul to this rap shit
I am staying true to my commitment to rap music, as I have devoted my life to it
Slow your roll, strike a bowl, you get glapped quick
Take it easy, smoke some marijuana, but don't get caught by the police
I roll with, ghetto bastard with biscuits
I am connected to people from the ghetto, who carry guns
And grab my dick and flick it, get the picture
I am vulgar and inappropriate, do you understand?
Yo, Yo, Yo, I cop a new Benz, crash the front
I bought a new Mercedes-Benz, but I wrecked the front of it
So hard the airbags use nasal pumps
The impact was so severe that the airbags deflated, requiring nasal pumps
Jump out, cock the shoti (Rasie em up)
I stepped out and aimed my shotgun upward (raise them up)
I stomp holes if the ground ain't paved enough
I will create holes in the ground if it is not solid enough
Inform the former the first step was a warm-up
Let my past actions know that my previous steps were merely preparation
The next step'll bomb on where your car alarm was
The next step I take will seriously damage your car alarm
Chikens that'll run in, burn the barn up
People will scatter and cause destruction
Shots'll tear Sean John and Phat Farm up
My shots will damage Sean John and Phat Farm clothing
I never gotta Soul Train award
I have never been nominated or won an award from Soul Train
Never lost to emcee's as lame as why'all
I have never been defeated by rappers as unimpressive as you
Never, trick a bitch car payment off
I have never conned a woman into paying for my car
I'm a orangatang when the chain is off
I am like a wild monkey when my restraints are off
Nigga, ecentric and I slowly blast with a axe, and a pump, and a goalie mask
I am unique and I attack slowly wearing a hockey mask, carrying an ax and shotgun
Leavin' stains of blood on your Rolie Glass
I will leave bloodstains on your expensive Rolex watch
When I'm in your hood nigga throw me bags
When I am in your neighborhood, give me your drugs
Lets trick the night fantastic
Let's make the night amazing
I'm flexable, they used to call me plastic
I am easily adaptable, as if I were made of plastic
These big butt bitches get they ass kicked
Large women with big butts will get physically assaulted by me
It is what it is, shittin' on why'all kids
This is how it is, I am dominating and defeating you
Couldn't live where we live
You could not tolerate living where I do
I can't be defeated like nobody used to wizz
I cannot be beaten, like nobody used to urinate
Like, when daddy's home can't nobody beat the kids
When I am to be reckoned with, no one can overpower me
Right? You know the clan and you know the fuckin' man
Do you agree? You are familiar with the Wu-Tang Clan and myself
Meth rock a mic without a kickstand
I can perform without any assistance or support
Two blunts, and razors in his wristband
I have two marijuana cigars, and razors concealed in my wristband
Slap you and your bitch man
I will slap both you and your significant other
Lookin' in your lobby, call me stick-man
I am observing your surroundings like a thin, tall person
When it's goin' down, call me quicksand
When trouble happens, I will be a destructive force like quicksand
Zero to sixty in a second, pack a Smith & Weston
I am quick to use force, as fast as a car going from zero to sixty miles per hour, with a Smith & Wesson gun
And if the price is right, you can be the next contestant
If the offer is good enough, you can be the next person to face my wrath
For this aggression, no question, M-E to the F it be flexin'
I am being aggressive with no doubts, and Method Man is also aggressive
As hard as my erection, kid learn your lesson
I am as hard as my erection, you should learn your lesson from me
'cause what if I decide to start testin' the joint in the muthafuckin session?
What if I test my weapons during the music session?
Let a nigga get into it
Let me start something
Lubricate why'all veins with your "Do-It" fluid
I am going to cause fear and discomfort among you
I Einstein these rymes, spit these thangs to prove it
I brilliantly create these rhymes to prove my intelligence
Cross with the mac, in fact my games are truest
I am toting a MAC-10 gun, and I am truthful in my intentions
Now I'm on the highway, doing it my way
I am cruising on the highway, taking my own direction
With Street the legal, Meth, Roc, and Doc friday
I am with my colleagues, Street the legal, Method Man, RZA, and Dr. Dre
Performin' like the weather was warm
I am performing well even in unfavorable circumstances
And drop heat on the streets through zero degree storms
Despite the freezing conditions, I am releasing hot music
And keep the ghetto, pop your metal
I will never forget my roots, and will use my gun if necessary
Smoke it like a cigarette till ya optic yellow
I am inhaling smoke like a cigarette, and turning yellow from the effects of the drugs
The addiction, ain't no friction
I am addicted with no hindrance or friction
I got them rap heads fillin' out a prescription
People who enjoy rap music rely on me to provide it for them
With diciton, they in thick, when I put fire to the stakes
My delivery is precise, people are in awe when I rap
And burn the arch, like a iron to your face
I will destroy the essence, like hot iron burning one's face
These long hard years spent Oxy-Cleanin' - make it clear
These long years of cleaning using Oxy-Cleaner, have made the outcome obvious
Look out! Big 'Sauks is here, hit the button
Beware! Big Sauks has arrived, start the music
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: REGGIE NOBLE, KARL AMANI WAILOO, CLIFFORD SMITH, PATRICK CHARLES, W. STEWART
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