Ride
Redman Lyrics

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