RATED R
Redman Lyrics


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Nah nah nah, fuck that!
Don't hold me back, the Funkadelic Devil just snapped
With a rap, that's shittin on the story of Jack Sprat
So put your money where your mouth is, watch Redman house shit
And if it's beef I'll punch you in your mouth kid ('Damn!')
I got a heart but my heart is made out of nails
Word to ?Jamel?, my heart pumps nails in my blood rails
I'm not a warrior or barbarian type of nigga
I'm just quick to smoke your family then fuck your sister
That's what type of shit I'm on, word is bond
Been thinkin about playin that nice guy role
Cause every since I was an infrant I was different
Paid no attention to my moms when she ripped it
I was a hardheaded mother-eff, but had to step
Cause she hit me with a left, then another left
That's why my brain is out of order
Because it takes just a quarter to manslaughter your little daughter
And do a driveby, fuck that, I walk by and I spray shit
Then carve my name in your pavement
I was Rated 'X' but I flexed
I beat up the devil with a shovel so he dropped me a level
Ain't that ill? That I could just stand and watch a bloodspill
From a known rapper, but now the rapper's no frill
Just because I made a record I'm a star, that's bullshit
What's the flavor ?Tim? (Fuck what you heard, this rated R)

Back to part two of the segment, the Red bend
Mics of all types, pour beer out for my dead friends
And if I didn't know ya, to hell witcha punk
And tell the devil I'll be in town for lunch (heh heh heh heh)
Got Naughty in my Nature plus I'm down with O.P.P
The best part about it, I got AIDS, bitch!
Psych, I'm only kiddin, only do it to ugly women
Cause the pretty one's puss smell like they went fishin
I grab my dick with a tight grip, cause I might flip
(Yo Red, kick that hype shit on who you had a fight with!)
I had a fight with Chuck, the punk motherfuck
Tried to stab me in the gut, so I dazed him with a uppercut (BING!)
Snapped the neck on Michael Myers then I freaked it; cause it was August
And he was talkin this trick or treat shit (Trick or treat!)
Jason my man slangs rocks like up the block
143rd and Amsterdam by the smoke shop
Norman Bates work the night shift late
Since he dresses like his momma, I pimp him and his hoecake
Bust a maneuver Freddy Kruger, dreamed about
Me havin' him scooped up, he woke up with his dukes up
That caused me to cut the hands off the man with the chainsaw
Plus I got his brain pickled in a jar
So let's get down with the funk break, cause they tailgate
My rap style, so to cut em off I truncate
And rough em up, tough em up, like bust em up
With the one-two punch, like servin a customer
And if you hear a man that sounds like me smack him
Then ask him where the fuck did he get his damn raps from




I know, from me, THE original P-Funk
See ya next LP chump!

Overall Meaning

Redman's song Rated "R" is a crass, explicit and unapologetic track that explores themes of violence, sexuality, and rebellion. The opening lines are a clear indication of what the listener is in for with the rapper refusing to be restrained and asserting his devilish persona. The second line references Jack Sprat, a character from a popular English nursery rhyme, symbolizing that Redman does not care for conventional norms or stories, and is in a league of his own. The rapper consistently challenges conventional morality throughout the song, and his willingness to stand out is not just rebellious, but also unapologetic.


The second verse of the song speaks about life and death, and it is evident that Redman has a callous attitude towards both. The rapper portrays himself as hardened and unemotional, with his heart made out of nails. He even goes a step further by boasting of how he is quick to smoke an entire family and then have sex with one of the slain persons' sisters. Redman paints a picture of himself as tough, unsympathetic, and unforgiving, and he doesn't care about conventional expectations or morality.


Overall, "Rated R" is a song that is not for the faint of heart. Redman is daring, and his music includes heavy profanity, graphic violence, and drugs references. However, his ability to use dark humor and controversy to his advantage is impressive, and his storytelling skills are noteworthy. The song is a testament to Redman's ability to create shock value and push boundaries in his music.


Line by Line Meaning

Nah nah nah, fuck that!
I refuse to comply with whatever it is you're asking me to do.


Don't hold me back, the Funkadelic Devil just snapped
I'm not going to be restrained, because I'm feeling inspired and full of energy.


With a rap, that's shittin on the story of Jack Sprat
I'm delivering a rap verse that is entirely my own, and superior to anything that has come before it.


So put your money where your mouth is, watch Redman house shit
If you doubt my abilities, then bet against me and I will prove you wrong.


And if it's beef I'll punch you in your mouth kid ('Damn!')
If you antagonize me, I will hit you in the face.


I got a heart but my heart is made out of nails
I have a tough exterior, and I'm not easily swayed by sentimentality.


Word to ?Jamel?, my heart pumps nails in my blood rails
I'm so hard-hearted that my veins are filled with nails instead of blood.


I'm not a warrior or barbarian type of nigga
I'm not necessarily looking for physical fights or battles.


I'm just quick to smoke your family then fuck your sister
But if someone crosses me or tests me, I will take retaliatory action, which may be extreme and involve violence or sexual assault.


That's what type of shit I'm on, word is bond
This is the kind of music and attitude that I represent, and I stand by it completely.


Been thinkin about playin that nice guy role
At times, I have considered trying to be more of a pleasant or friendly person.


Cause every since I was an infrant I was different
But even as a baby, I had a non-conforming and unique personality.


Paid no attention to my moms when she ripped it
I was rebellious and independent, and didn't listen to my mother's advice or commands.


I was a hardheaded mother-eff, but had to step
I've always been stubborn and resistant to authority, but sometimes had to give in or compromise.


Cause she hit me with a left, then another left
My mother resorted to physical discipline to try and control me.


That's why my brain is out of order
These experiences have caused me to have some mental or emotional instability.


Because it takes just a quarter to manslaughter your little daughter
I'm capable of extreme violence and am not afraid to harm innocent people.


And do a driveby, fuck that, I walk by and I spray shit
I have committed violent crimes in the past, and I'm not afraid to do it again, even in broad daylight.


Then carve my name in your pavement
To prove that I was there and leave a lasting impression.


I was Rated 'X' but I flexed
My previous songs and lyrics were deemed too inappropriate or explicit for mainstream audiences.


I beat up the devil with a shovel so he dropped me a level
I have confronted and defeated difficult spiritual, personal, or career obstacles that have threatened to hold me back.


Ain't that ill? That I could just stand and watch a bloodspill
I'm not phased or disturbed by violence or danger, in fact I find it thrilling.


From a known rapper, but now the rapper's no frill
I used to be impressed by other rappers or artists, but now I see myself as superior and more authentic than them.


Just because I made a record I'm a star, that's bullshit
I don't want to be famous or treated like a celebrity just because I am a popular rapper.


What's the flavor ?Tim? (Fuck what you heard, this rated R)
I'm asking my friend Tim what he thinks of my music, and I don't care if it's too explicit or offensive, because that's who I am.


Back to part two of the segment, the Red bend
Moving on to the next part of my performance, which typically involves many more powerful and intense rhymes.


Mics of all types, pour beer out for my dead friends
I'm paying tribute to my deceased friends and colleagues in the music industry with this song.


And if I didn't know ya, to hell witcha punk
I have little respect for people I don't know or who haven't proven themselves to me.


And tell the devil I'll be in town for lunch (heh heh heh heh)
I'm mocking or challenging the concept of hell and the devil, suggesting that I wouldn't mind spending some time there and tormenting him.


Got Naughty in my Nature plus I'm down with O.P.P
I'm referencing popular songs and artists from the hip-hop and rap genre that I have collaborated with or been influenced by.


The best part about it, I got AIDS, bitch!
I'm making a crass and offensive joke implying that I have a sexually transmitted disease, but it's not actually true (it's just meant to shock and be funny).


Psych, I'm only kiddin, only do it to ugly women
I'm clarifying that the AIDS comment was just a joke, but I do have a reputation for being attracted to unattractive or unconventional women.


Cause the pretty one's puss smell like they went fishin
I'm insulting attractive women and stereotyping them as having poor hygiene or smelling bad.


I grab my dick with a tight grip, cause I might flip
I'm emphasizing my masculinity and sexual energy, and suggesting that I'm not always in control of it.


(Yo Red, kick that hype shit on who you had a fight with!)
I'm asking my friend to encourage me to tell a story or describe a confrontation I had with someone.


I had a fight with Chuck, the punk motherfuck
I'm recalling a physical altercation I had with a man named Chuck, who I consider to be weak or undeserving of respect.


Tried to stab me in the gut, so I dazed him with a uppercut (BING!)
I fought back against Chuck when he tried to attack me with a weapon or his fists, and I won the fight by delivering a powerful counter-attack.


Snapped the neck on Michael Myers then I freaked it; cause it was August
I'm describing an act of brutal violence against a fictional character from a horror movie, which I did to establish my toughness or badass image.


And he was talkin this trick or treat shit (Trick or treat!)
I'm mocking the silly or childish behavior of Michael Myers and other horror villains who I defeated.


Jason my man slangs rocks like up the block
I'm referencing another horror villain, Jason, and suggesting that he is involved in the drug trade or selling illegal substances.


143rd and Amsterdam by the smoke shop
I'm providing a specific location for where Jason can be found or is known to operate.


Norman Bates work the night shift late
I'm referencing yet another fictional horror character, Norman Bates, and implying that he has a mundane or menial job that he dislikes but has to do to survive.


Since he dresses like his momma, I pimp him and his hoecake
I'm referring to Norman's famous cross-dressing and gender confusion, and using it to insult and humiliate him (while also suggesting that I would try to profit from his sexual exploits).


Bust a maneuver Freddy Kruger, dreamed about
I'm making an allusion to another horror character, Freddy Kruger, and suggesting that I had a vivid or violent dream about him.


Me havin' him scooped up, he woke up with his dukes up
I'm suggesting that in my dream, I was able to capture Freddy Kruger or best him in a fight, but he was ready to defend himself as soon as he woke up.


That caused me to cut the hands off the man with the chainsaw
I'm describing an act of gruesome violence that I committed against yet another horror character or random person, who I attacked because of my dream about Freddy Kruger.


Plus I got his brain pickled in a jar
I'm adding another macabre detail to my story, implying that I somehow saved and preserved the brain of the man I attacked as a trophy or keepsake.


So let's get down with the funk break, cause they tailgate
I'm transitioning back to the music and the beat, and telling my audience to enjoy the funky rhythm of my song.


My rap style, so to cut em off I truncate
I'm describing my unique and powerful style of rapping that is hard to imitate, and warning other rappers to stay away or face my wrath.


And rough em up, tough em up, like bust em up
I'm saying that I'm willing and able to get into physical altercations with other rappers or people who challenge me.


With the one-two punch, like servin a customer
I'm adding another punchline to my lyrics, suggesting that I'm as efficient and effective in my rapping as I am in serving a customer as a worker.


And if you hear a man that sounds like me smack him
I'm challenging anyone who tries to copy or impersonate me to a physical fight, as a sign of disrespect to my originality and talent.


Then ask him where the fuck did he get his damn raps from
I'm accusing anyone who imitates my style of being a fraud, and suggesting that they stole their lyrics or rhymes from me.


I know, from me, THE original P-Funk
I'm reminding my audience and anyone else who doubts me that I am the originator of this style of music and I deserve respect and recognition for it.


See ya next LP chump!
I'm signing off on this song and letting my audience know that I will be back with more great music in the future.




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., DELLA MUSIC PUBLISHING, LLC
Written by: REGGIE NOBLE, JAMES BROWN

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