Rock Da Spot
Redman Lyrics


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I'm the bomb, ringing off all types alarms
My palms, be swift with the pen like Lynn Swann's
Aggravated assault, against an MC
Beat him down with the mic and all types of pedigrees
It's mad real in Da Bricks, plus I roll thick
You can quote this, I'm the Moby Dick of dopeness
Bitch, walk the walk if you talk the talk
I DK New Jerz, and DK-New York
I don't push a lot of vehicles, but I push a used one
With a tape deck, if it's feasible
Tell the truth, I don't own a Lex Coupe
But I get you souped when I rock respect due
Ice a nice nigga that wanna get diced
Slice the mic device like the body of Christ, twice
E Double if you feel me hit me once
(A breaker one, a breaker two)
Cause trouble to your family and friends
Let me cut the bullshit, just hand me yo ends
Got caught out there cause you were Mack without 10
Punch you in your chin, the rucker, bringer, live from Hell
But stay cooler than a double L
Turn a felony to a misdemeanor
Now the court subpeonaed me to get my act cleaner
Fuck that, still walk out holdin my strap, blunt, grabbing my weiner

Rock da spot
Yo

Now first of all I go for broke, check the third quarter note
I make you feel like your water broke
Can't tell whether male or female
I fucked up your frame well, the monogram can't tell
All aboard my balls, cause my dick
Don't got a lot of room for the rest of y'all
Grab on my pubics, let my music take flight
Rock indo and out-do, dick run in and out yo
Bitch, about nine inch up the clit
Can you feel me comin, yeah I usually make em shit
I shines MC's up for auction
So I can sell em on Saturday, Keith put the bat away
Let's lay in the cut, so we can break his whole anatomy down
And turn into an ass-kicking holiday
Word, I rolls with the Funklord
With more flavors than them motherfuckers on them Benetton billboards
He's bleeding get the gauze
He shoulda knew Def Squad crew is who I kill for
Push the clip in, slide the top back
Make sure it's off safety, in case he wanna counteract
Shit like that get me vexed
So I crack your ass like corn while your bitch crack my Beck's

Rock da spot
Yo

Aiyyo, catch this picture, of me in the mixture
So you won't forget the black Jack the Ripper
Sorceror offin y'all with techniques
A universal lingo, with the odd speaks
Control more blacks than Harlem week, freak
Smokin that leak at full peak
Peace to Greg Street, and underground radio technique
College radio, know I mack shit like Maceo
Yeah, the East coast West coast dick giver
I oughta be an alkie, the way I hit liver
Deliver, the milk to your door
Real raw shit you never seen before
So when you come inside, and do the front
Watch the double-pump shotgun and please don't run
Relax your minds, let your conscience be free
And get money, and G's and roll these trees

Rock da spot
Yo





This is DJ SAYWHAT on this motherfucker
Coming to you live from WFDS radio from da Brick City

Overall Meaning

In the song "Rock Da Spot," Redman asserts his skill as an MC, showcasing his wordplay and flow. He compares himself to a bomb, capable of bringing down any opponent, and compares his penmanship to that of Lynn Swann's swift hands. Redman also references his hometown of Da Bricks, where things are "mad real," and he rolls with a crew that's thicker than most. He doesn't need a fancy car to make an impression, as his skills on the mic speak for themselves. He's not afraid to get aggressive with his lyrics, using violent imagery to establish his dominance. However, he also takes time to acknowledge his inspirations, giving a shoutout to other artists and radio stations. Overall, "Rock Da Spot" is a song that highlights Redman's lyrical prowess and his pride in his roots.


Line by Line Meaning

I'm the bomb, ringing off all types alarms
I'm incredibly talented at what I do and making big waves in the industry


My palms, be swift with the pen like Lynn Swann's
I can write with the best of them, with a smooth and confident hand like a legendary football player catching a pass


Aggravated assault, against an MC
When I'm on the mic, I'm taking down opponents with force


Beat him down with the mic and all types of pedigrees
I have the skills and the background to make my opponents look foolish on the mic


It's mad real in Da Bricks, plus I roll thick
The streets where I come from are tough, and I always have a large, loyal group of friends with me


You can quote this, I'm the Moby Dick of dopeness
I'm the biggest and baddest when it comes to being fresh and unique


Bitch, walk the walk if you talk the talk
Don't make promises you can't keep, and back up your words with action


I DK New Jerz, and DK-New York
I know these cities extremely well and can handle anything they throw at me


I don't push a lot of vehicles, but I push a used one
I'm not into flashy material possessions, but I manage with what I have


With a tape deck, if it's feasible
I keep things simple with a basic car stereo system, if possible


Tell the truth, I don't own a Lex Coupe
I'm not a high roller with expensive luxury cars


But I get you souped when I rock respect due
Despite my lack of flashy possessions, I can command respect with my skills and performance


Ice a nice nigga that wanna get diced
I'm a cool and confident guy, but ready to cut down anyone who opposes me


Slice the mic device like the body of Christ, twice
I can destroy the mic in two quick slices, like the symbol of Christ's sacrifice


E Double if you feel me hit me once
If you're feeling my vibe, let me know with a quick response


(A breaker one, a breaker two)
Acknowledging the connection and communication with someone who is on the same wavelength


Cause trouble to your family and friends
I can be a major problem for anyone who stands in my way, even those closest to me


Let me cut the bullshit, just hand me yo ends
Stop with the nonsense and just give me what I deserve


Got caught out there cause you were Mack without 10
You got exposed as a liar because you didn't have the right resources or connections


Punch you in your chin, the rucker, bringer, live from Hell
I'll knock you out with a single punch, like a tough streetball player straight out of Hell


But stay cooler than a double L
Even though I have a temper, I can keep my cool in tough situations


Turn a felony to a misdemeanor
I have the ability to lessen someone's punishment or situation, even if it's a serious offense


Now the court subpoenaed me to get my act cleaner
Even though I've been charged with a crime, I have the opportunity to clean up my act and prove myself in court


Fuck that, still walk out holding my strap, blunt, grabbing my weiner
I don't care what others think of me, and will still be myself, even when walking out of court with a weapon, a spliff, and grabbing my crotch


Now first of all I go for broke, check the third quarter note
I put everything into my music, hitting every note with full force


I make you feel like your water broke
My music hits you deep and powerfully, making you feel like you're giving birth


Can't tell whether male or female
My music is so unique and versatile, it appeals to everyone, regardless of gender or sexual orientation


I fucked up your frame well, the monogram can't tell
My music can break down anyone's barriers and expectations, making it hard to categorize or label me


All aboard my balls, cause my dick
My confidence and swagger is so immense, everyone wants to follow me


Don't got a lot of room for the rest of y'all
There's not much space for others to join my crew, because I already have such a large entourage


Grab on my pubics, let my music take flight
Hold on tight, because my music is going to take you on a wild ride of excitement and energy


Rock indo and out-do, dick run in and out yo
I'm so good, I can perform while smoking weed and having sex at the same time


Bitch, about nine inch up the clit
I'm so dominant and confident, even women are aroused and impressed by me


Can you feel me comin, yeah I usually make em shit
I'm so intense and powerful, people feel it in their gut and it often scares them


I shines MC's up for auction
I can make mediocre rappers look amazing, and sell them to the highest bidder


So I can sell em on Saturday, Keith put the bat away
I'm so successful, I can even sell rappers on the weekend, and not worry about threats from rival groups


Let's lay in the cut, so we can break his whole anatomy down
Let's hide and wait so we can analyze and destroy our opponent's performance completely


And turn into an ass-kicking holiday
We'll enjoy humiliating our opponents so much, it'll feel like a fun and relaxing vacation


Word, I rolls with the Funklord
I'm always with the best producers and managers, the Funklord


With more flavors than them motherfuckers on them Benetton billboards
I have a wider variety of skills and personality than any generic models used by Benetton


He's bleeding get the gauze
I've injured my opponent so badly, he needs a lot of medical attention to stop the bleeding


He shoulda knew Def Squad crew is who I kill for
My loyalty is to Def Squad, and I will do anything to protect and impress them


Push the clip in, slide the top back
I'm loading my weapon, getting ready to attack


Make sure it's off safety, in case he wanna counteract
I'm being careful and prepared for any retaliation from my opponent


Shit like that get me vexed
I'm easily annoyed and angered by obstacles or inconveniences


So I crack your ass like corn while your bitch crack my Beck's
I can easily defeat my opponent and make his partner feel inferior, enjoying a cold beer in the process


This is DJ SAYWHAT on this motherfucker
I'm introducing the DJ for the radio station, making my presence known


Coming to you live from WFDS radio from da Brick City
I'm broadcasting live from WFDS radio, located in the rough and tough Brick City




Lyrics © A SIDE MUSIC LLC D/B/A MODERN WORKS MUSIC PUBLISHING, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Downtown Music Publishing, Peermusic Publishing, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: ERICK S. SERMON, ROBERT S. KELLY, ROGER TROUTMAN, CHRISTOPHER WALLACE, REGGIE NOBLE, ARTHUR TERENCE GALT MACDERMOT, CHRIS E. MARTIN

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