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)
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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)
Get It Live
Redman Lyrics
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Get him the FUCK out and let Doc take the job
I guarantee hardcore funk for three months
Warranty within that three months is like pre-nups:
I take half, of everybody's sales, I don't give a fuck
You're rap, R&B or, folk or country
You could do a duet LP with Billy Dee
I'm the Doc pure water lettin Bay-watch the slaughter
I'm lifted like my back carry helicopter blades
Fuck a police raid, this a bumrush
You'll agree like Siskel and Ebert with your thumbs up
Like Doc is that nigga that'll freak the funk
Yeah, Doc is that nigga that'll blaze the skunk
Feel my vibe, give me five on the backhand side
Well alright then, well alright then
Hah yo, I see y'all niggas tryin to win, dyin to sin
Liquidate my formats then apply it to skin
I put work in, my label should be buyin a Benz
Cause with the chrome I'm swift like the hand on Sharon Stone
C'mon, it's about the scrilla
Metronomes put holes in bitches silicones then they peel em
I hang with ghetto hoes that, thumbtack they ceiling
Cause when it's time to throw joints, they the ones illin
I'm way above 90 plus tax, kleptomaniac
Take the change out your blue mousetrap
Lo-Jacks is no match to locate, what I demonstrate
You need two Dr. Dre's to Phone Tap, me
Capi-tal D.O., yo
I keep a dirty piss when I see P.O., yo
My phone number's 9-9-FUCK-YOU
My crew swing like Bruce Lee num-chuks do, up to
No good, to make myself clear
Any girl ask for drinks is the biggest chicken in here
Like Run say, "This is the wayyyyyyyy!"
Def Squad lock it like that channel on Superbowl Sunday
Y'all niggas ain't ready, for Reggie
I B. Steady, to rob that bank in Philly
Break Cool C out then ask her (?) what the deally?
Pass them the AK so we can get busy!
I'm at 112 with Jacque with my neck up
This chicken scopin, "Who the fuck parkin that Lincoln?"
It's D-O-C, Def Squad crew
I'm ready to fuck baby, how about you?
Doc is that nigga that'll freak the funk
Yeah, Doc is that nigga that'll blaze the skunk
Feel my vibe, give me five on the backhand side
Well alright then, well alright then
Yo yo, yo, yo, yo, y-yo, you ain't fresh
Still crack a cold Beck's and keep the hoes in check
Spit a rhyme to make your neck disconnect your chest
This Gilette style be Acura and XX, well it's
Doc, blow your wife MX
At the hotel Niko, spankin that Coleco
I get you hot if you're, lookin through the peephole
Niggas start duckin out, like I work for repo'
Fo'-fo' italian chrome, bitches yellin, "Champagne!"
I stick the whole Mo' bottle up inside a ho
Just cause I can flow, I'm not a sucker
I just love to fuck ya fuck ya fuck ya fuck ya
Doc is that nigga that'll freak the funk
Yeah, Doc is that nigga that'll blaze the skunk
Give me five, feel my vibe on the backhand side
Well alright then, well alright then
Yo yo, I said Doc is that nigga that'll freak the funk
Yeah I blow my fuckin weed if you're out of skunk
Feel my vibe, give me five on the backhand side
Well alright then, well alright then
Well alright then, well alright then
Yeah
The lyrics to Redman's song 'Get It Live' are full of aggressive rhymes and braggadocious lines from beginning to end. Redman establishes himself as a force to be reckoned with in the rap game and threatens to take over anyone who can't bring the same level of energy to their music. He warns that he is willing to take half of anyone's sales and shows that he is not afraid to get physical when he jumps off stage and kicks someone in the fade. Furthermore, Redman is not afraid to talk about his love for women and marijuana, both of which he clearly enjoys.
In essence, 'Get It Live' is an ode to Redman's energy and creative ability as a rapper. He is unapologetic about his style and what he brings to the world of rap music. The lyrics are aggressive and littered with insults to anyone who can't keep up with him or doesn't bring the same level of energy to the table.
Overall, 'Get It Live' is the anthem of anyone who refuses to be held back and wants to prove that they are the best. Redman speaks directly to his detractors and challenges them to step up their game, all while proving himself to be the undisputed king of hardcore funk.
Line by Line Meaning
Yo, if this pussy nigga can't get it live
If this weak person can't make the music lively
Get him the FUCK out and let Doc take the job
Replace him with a better artist like me, Doc
I guarantee hardcore funk for three months
I promise energetic and intense music for three months
Warranty within that three months is like pre-nups:
The guarantee during that time is similar to prenuptial agreements
I take half, of everybody's sales, I don't give a fuck
I don't care about anyone's sales, but I'll take half of it
You're rap, R&B or, folk or country
Whether you're a rapper, R&B, folk, or country singer
You could do a duet LP with Billy Dee
You could do an album together with Billy Dee
I'm the Doc pure water lettin Bay-watch the slaughter
I'm Doc, pure water letting Baywatch witness my domination
I jump off stage and kick him in the fade
I jump off stage and kick the person in the head
I'm lifted like my back carry helicopter blades
I'm high like my back is carrying helicopter blades
Fuck a police raid, this a bumrush
Screw the possible police raid, this is a sudden attack
You'll agree like Siskel and Ebert with your thumbs up
You'll happily agree with your thumbs up, like Siskel and Ebert
Like Doc is that nigga that'll freak the funk
I'm the guy who can make the funk music become crazier and wilder
Yeah, Doc is that nigga that'll blaze the skunk
I'm the one who can smoke the marijuana and get high
Feel my vibe, give me five on the backhand side
Sense my energy, give me a high five on the back of my hand
Well alright then, well alright then
Okay then, okay then
Hah yo, I see y'all niggas tryin to win, dyin to sin
I notice that y'all are trying to succeed, even if you have to commit sins
Liquidate my formats then apply it to skin
Sell my music, then tattoo it on your skin
I put work in, my label should be buyin a Benz
I put in effort, my record label should reward me with a Benz car
Cause with the chrome I'm swift like the hand on Sharon Stone
With my gun, I'm fast like Sharon Stone's hand in the movie Basic Instinct
C'mon, it's about the scrilla
Let's be real, it's all about making money
Metronomes put holes in bitches silicones then they peel em
Metronomes cause punctures in fake breasts then they remove them
I hang with ghetto hoes that, thumbtack they ceiling
I hang out with crude women who use thumbtacks to stick things to their ceiling
Cause when it's time to throw joints, they the ones illin
Because when it's time to smoke marijuana, they are the ones going crazy
I'm way above 90 plus tax, kleptomaniac
I'm way ahead of others in the game, and I steal things a lot
Take the change out your blue mousetrap
I'll steal even the coins from your mouse-shaped trap
Lo-Jacks is no match to locate, what I demonstrate
Lo-Jacks won't be successful in tracking my illegal activities
You need two Dr. Dre's to Phone Tap, me
You need two Dr. Dre's to wiretap me
Capi-tal D.O., yo
My name is Doc, with capital D and O
I keep a dirty piss when I see P.O., yo
I always carry fake urine with me when I encounter parole officers
My phone number's 9-9-FUCK-YOU
My phone number is 999-3825-96846 but spelled like F-U-C-K-Y-O-U
My crew swing like Bruce Lee num-chuks do, up to
My team attacks like Bruce Lee's nunchucks do, even more than that
No good, to make myself clear
I have no benefit from saying this, but just to clarify
Any girl ask for drinks is the biggest chicken in here
Any woman who asks for drinks is the most cowardly in this place
Like Run say, "This is the wayyyyyyyy!"
Like Run DMC said, "This is how us MC's do it!"
Def Squad lock it like that channel on Superbowl Sunday
The Def Squad completely controls the scene, like a TV channel during Superbowl Sunday
Y'all niggas ain't ready, for Reggie
You guys aren't prepared for Reggie (Redman)
I B. Steady, to rob that bank in Philly
I am confident to rob that bank in Philly (Philadelphia)
Break Cool C out then ask her (?) what the deally?
Release Cool C, then ask the female what's happening
Pass them the AK so we can get busy!
Give them the AK-47 so we can get violent
I'm at 112 with Jacque with my neck up
I'm at 112th street with Jacque, with my head held high
This chicken scopin, "Who the fuck parkin that Lincoln?"
This woman is watching and asking, "Who the hell is parking that Lincoln car?"
It's D-O-C, Def Squad crew
It's Redman (Doc) with the whole Def Squad team
I'm ready to fuck baby, how about you?
I'm ready to have sex, are you?
I said Doc is that nigga that'll freak the funk
I said I'm the guy who can make the funk music become crazier and wilder
Yeah I blow my fuckin weed if you're out of skunk
Yes, I smoke marijuana if there's no skunk available
Give me five, feel my vibe on the backhand side
Give me a high five and sense my energy on the back of my hand
Well alright then, well alright then
Okay then, okay then
Well alright then, well alright then
Okay then, okay then
Yeah
Yes
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, DELLA MUSIC PUBLISHING, LLC
Written by: REGGIE NOBLE, ERICK SERMON
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