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)
On Fire
Redman Lyrics
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Now everytime I grab the mic I always start shit up
Sharper than your double-edger, watch me carve shit up
Live and direct, respect it to the underground connect
Pah!! I'm wreckin any MC you select
Yo E, load me in your gun, light the flares
Give me forty-eight bars, and I go out like gays at Billy Bear
Wear and tear, I'm wreckin for the Bricks I swear
Conjunction junction what's your function
It's that nigga who's so swift I could lose a compass
Step into jams, with seven niggas in a Land
And forty motherfuckers in some fucked up caravan
Drop the Fahrenheit back down to zero
Bring Heat to the streets like Al Pacino and DeNiro
Raw dog material, grand imperial
Talk to my shotty nigga, my ears ain't hearin' you
(We on fire tonight, and the place is lookin' steamy)
(As we proceed)
(We on fire tonight, and the place is lookin' steamy)
So take heed to what I'm saying
Cause tonight's the night, and me and my nukkas ain't playing
(We on fire tonight, and the place is lookin' steamy)
(As we proceed)
(I'm on fire)
Rockin' on, Redman rockin' on
Now do I look crazy? Deranged, maybe?
You shot first, your Glock burst, but it graze me
Now time for lyrics, put up your guns
And watch me get this shit hoppin like the West was won
Got that lyrical chicken feed, for all chicken heads
Crowd your Rap City committee like I'm Big Lez
More sicker than them Menendez brothers
You need Cochran when you're fuckin with Judge Dredd
Put your fingers up if you love hash and cash
I been that way since Ike Turner was kickin Tina ass
Hookers ridin dick, like I'm a motorcycle
You wanna shine bitch? Let me Simoniz you
I make sure your vision blur, till you don't know what occurred
Until I black out every nerve
Foul women get served as chicken head hors d'ouerves
I drop your tops like your heads was convertibles!!
Hah, if you still look up in the sky I'm still high
All the way live like Lakeside
Wann die? E (whattup son), you got this beat bumpin'
The way I feel niggas ain't leave until they up in somethin'
Pack my dutch like the niggas in the county
Dayrooms, stay tuned, for Doc Illuminati
Up around them big butt freaks is where you find me
(Martini and Rossi, Asti Spumante)
(We on fire tonight, and the place is lookin' steamy)
(As we proceed)
(We on fire tonight, and the place is lookin' steamy)
So take heed to what I'm saying
Cause tonight's the night, and me and my nukkas ain't playing
(We on fire tonight, and the place is lookin' steamy)
(As we proceed)
(I'm on fire)
Rockin' on, Redman rockin' on
To my people in the back, if you're not the wack, say
Don't stop, the body rock
To my people in the front, if you're tokin on blunts, say
Don't stop, the body rock
I'm too strong for you to listen
I started spittin, that's why the brick niggas be lickin
They stay on magazine printing equipments
And lyrics I got em by the shipment, where your bitch went
I'm smokin leaky out the Lec-y, fatal
My Squad steps with the ultimatum, true dat
My muzak, move crowds, like down the hill moved crack
For those who stepped on toes, I want my shoes back
Buddy, bringin money to your girl
For your little daughter like I'm Cutty
Twenty dollars a pop to dub me, I bug G, quote it
I see you noticed how I leave microphones corroded
Hahahahaha, your staff not up to par
You raw? You more like Zsa Zsa Gabor
Call deep niggas, keep the gas pedal floored
And I pump the funk to keep a room and board
In the song "On Fire" by Redman, the rapper showcases his skill on the mic as he drops bars that are sharp enough to carve up anything. He starts the verse by announcing that he always starts things up every time he grabs the mic. He proceeds to attack any MC that dares to stand in his way, stating that he is swift enough to lose a compass. As he steps into jams with other rappers, he reminds them that he's got that raw dog material, grand imperial, and his shotty is always ready to talk. The chorus declares a warning to everyone that Redman and his crew will set the place on fire tonight.
In the following verse, Redman challenges anyone who's brave enough to stand up to him lyrically. He invites them to put up their guns and watch him set the stage on fire. He then touches on various subjects such as his love for cash and hash, ladies, and his passion for smoking leaky out of Lec-y. He also reminds the crowd that his rap skills are not to be messed with, and that he leaves microphones corroded.
Overall, "On Fire" is a high-energy rap song that showcases Redman's lyrical prowess and his incomparable flow.
Line by Line Meaning
Now everytime I grab the mic I always start shit up
I always make a big impact every time I rap
Sharper than your double-edger, watch me carve shit up
I'm a skilled rapper who can cut through beats like a knife
Live and direct, respect it to the underground connect
I'm respected in the underground rap scene
Pah!! I'm wreckin any MC you select
I can easily beat any other rapper you choose to put me up against
Yo E, load me in your gun, light the flares
I'm ready to perform and show off my skills
Give me forty-eight bars, and I go out like gays at Billy Bear
I can perform for a long time and consistently provide top-notch rap
Wear and tear, I'm wreckin for the Bricks I swear
I'm tearing it up for my community
Jump in my way and get your body splattered everywhere
If you try to challenge me, you will fail miserably and end up hurt
Conjunction junction what's your function
I'm questioning the purpose of others
It's that nigga who's so swift I could lose a compass
I'm a quick and skilled rapper who can easily throw people off with my speed
Step into jams, with seven niggas in a Land
I come to perform with a large group of people
And forty motherfuckers in some fucked up caravan
We all come together to perform and bring hype
Drop the Fahrenheit back down to zero
I'm going to cool things down before I turn up the heat
Bring Heat to the streets like Al Pacino and DeNiro
I bring intensity to the streets like these famous actors
Raw dog material, grand imperial
I'm the real deal and nothing but
Talk to my shotty nigga, my ears ain't hearin' you
I'm not listening to anyone but myself
(We on fire tonight, and the place is lookin' steamy)
The night is hot and we're bringing the heat
(As we proceed)
As we continue our performance
So take heed to what I'm saying
Pay attention to what I have to say
Cause tonight's the night, and me and my nukkas ain't playing
We're giving it our all tonight
(I'm on fire)
I'm at the top of my game
Rockin' on, Redman rockin' on
I'm continuing my performance
Now do I look crazy? Deranged, maybe?
People might think there's something off about me
You shot first, your Glock burst, but it graze me
Someone tried to take me down but failed
Now time for lyrics, put up your guns
Put down your weapons and listen to me rap
And watch me get this shit hoppin like the West was won
I'm going to get the crowd hyped up like the Wild West
Got that lyrical chicken feed, for all chicken heads
I have my own unique style that appeals to a specific type of fan
Crowd your Rap City committee like I'm Big Lez
I have a big following and can control a crowd
More sicker than them Menendez brothers
I'm even better than the infamous Menendez brothers
You need Cochran when you're fuckin with Judge Dredd
You need a great lawyer when you're up against me
Put your fingers up if you love hash and cash
Show your love for partying through this gesture
I been that way since Ike Turner was kickin Tina ass
I've always loved partying and having a good time
Hookers ridin dick, like I'm a motorcycle
Women are obsessed with me like I'm a cool motorcycle
You wanna shine bitch? Let me Simoniz you
I can help you look your best, so let me provide some style tips
I make sure your vision blur, till you don't know what occurred
I will make your mind foggy and confused with my intense performance
Until I black out every nerve
I'm going to keep going until I'm physically exhausted
Foul women get served as chicken head hors d'ouerves
I'll take care of problematic women
I drop your tops like your heads was convertibles!!
I can make people go wild with excitement
Hah, if you still look up in the sky I'm still high
Even if I'm not on stage, I'm still on top of my game
All the way live like Lakeside
I'm fully alive and energetic, like the song by Lakeside
Wann die? E (whattup son), you got this beat bumpin'
I'm ready to keep going, and I thank my producer for this great beat
The way I feel niggas ain't leave until they up in somethin'
I'm so good that people will stay and party until the morning
Pack my dutch like the niggas in the county
I'm preparing to party and have a good time
Dayrooms, stay tuned, for Doc Illuminati
I'm about to bring some crazy energy to the party
Up around them big butt freaks is where you find me
I love partying with people who have big butts
(Martini and Rossi, Asti Spumante)
I'm drinking delicious wine
To my people in the back, if you're not the wack, say
I want to connect with the people who are really enjoying the party
Don't stop, the body rock
Keep the energy going with dancing and partying
To my people in the front, if you're tokin on blunts, say
I want to connect with the people who are smoking and enjoying the party
I'm too strong for you to listen
I'm so powerful that I can completely captivate a crowd
I started spittin, that's why the brick niggas be lickin
I'm so good that even tough and rough people are enjoying the party with me
They stay on magazine printing equipments
They eagerly follow me and use their resources to share my message
And lyrics I got em by the shipment, where your bitch went
I have massive talent and am distributing it to the masses
I'm smokin leaky out the Lec-y, fatal
I'm smoking some really strong weed
My Squad steps with the ultimatum, true dat
I am surrounded by a great team
My muzak, move crowds, like down the hill moved crack
My music makes people move and groove intensely
For those who stepped on toes, I want my shoes back
If you've wronged me, give me something back in return
Buddy, bringin money to your girl
I'm here to provide money and support to those who need it
For your little daughter like I'm Cutty
I care about young girls and want to help them
Twenty dollars a pop to dub me, I bug G, quote it
I am in high demand and can command a high price for my performances
I see you noticed how I leave microphones corroded
I'm such a great rapper that I damage and weaken microphones
Hahahahaha, your staff not up to par
I am better than your team
You raw? You more like Zsa Zsa Gabor
You're not as good as you think you are
Call deep niggas, keep the gas pedal floored
I surround myself with great people and we always give it our all
And I pump the funk to keep a room and board
I create fun and exciting experiences for people to enjoy
Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: BRADLEY SMITH PEMBERTON, CATHERINE ANNE POPPER, CINDY CASHDOLLAR, JOHN P. BOWERSOCK, RYAN ADAMS
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