Live From The Bricks lyrics

[Intro: DJ Scoob Doo & (Redman)]
(Let's Get it!)
DJ Scoob Doo
Re-Re-Re-Redman
(Yeah, Ladies & Gentlemen)
Live, From the Bricks
(As y'all ready know, them Gilla House n*ggas is in the mother-f*ckin' buldin')
World-renowned (nowned, nowend, nowened)


[Verse 1: Redman]
What's this I hear, everybody tryin' to bring New York back
But I'm from Jers', and I advise abort that
I'm at the airport check
Welcome me the fly n*gga that make you laugh like Arnold Horshack
I grip my nine, everybody gangsta
It just made my job more easy to thank ya
I'm not a thug, I'm a father
And I think the blood of a father ride twice as harder
Then you gonna grow up broke, doin' DVD's
Talkin' sh*t, what you used to be
Man, homie you a joke
The worst in the camp if you can't write the fire and take it to the bank
Any conversation 'bout rap, I'm in it
I stay on n*ggas mind's like ball-cap fittings
About my business, call on the man
You're damn right I put the 'Def' back in the 'Jam'
I ain't gonna talk about what JAY ain't doing
I K.I.M. the problem 'Keep it Moving'
I dart my eyes, cross my t's
Any n*gga that do it like me is false I.D
Brick City motherf*cka, yeah motherf*cka
My name in ya mouth like silverware motherf*cka
I birthed a lot o' n*ggas in rap, look at them
When you see them you see me and that's a fact, n*gga
[Outro: DJ Scoob Doo]
It's DJ Scoob Doo & Redman