The Bricks lyrics

by

Redman


[Yah Yah]
Yeah, Outsida style, yo Axe, D.U., Nawshis, come down!

[D.U.]
See me in a wool cap, black boots, takin' Prozac
Gives me a rush like a full back
When my n*ggas wild out they don't act human
I punch out gorillas lookin' like Pat Ewing

[Axe]
Pull out the gat, clap to it; no protection from the blow
Smith & Wesson turn your bulletproof vest into a robe
On another level, dig it, with the metal spitted
Beef got settled with it, roam the ghetto (?) rockin' devil fitteds

[D.U.]
Yeah, Axe...
Underneath their ski masks haters be mad
See me in the green Jag' playin' Sega Dreamcast
Sometimes I be on some He-Man sh*t
Pilted up, more sticks than tree branches

[Axe]
We can't miss
Ill like Arabic soldiers, bustin' shots at cop cars
Blowin' sh*t up, yellin' "Allahu akbar"
Hardcore cats, gettin' dough like pop stars
Ski pulled out the Glock, turned your block to hot tar
[D.U.]
Now, before the beef get any further
I make y'all C-Murder like Master P's brother
I pack a 4-4 nozzle that's so-so-colossal
Now when I c*ck it back it'll blast off both nostrils

[Hook - Yah Yah]
This for Springfield, Chadwick, Hawthorne, 18th 16th, Avon, 13th Ave.!
Bricks, Bricks! sh*t is crazy in the Bricks!
Bricks, Bricks! We be wildin' in the Bricks!
Chancelor, Bergen, Clinton, Hyde St
Stratford, Newport, Wacker Ave!
Bricks, Bricks! sh*t is crazy in the Bricks!
Bricks, Bricks! We be wildin' in the Bricks!

[Yah Yah]
In the Bricks I get drunk and hang warriors
Plus there's more than four of us; y'all can ride assorted nuts
I make n*ggas trade places like Mortimer
Slaughter 'em 'til their house boarded and girl's been f*cked

[Nawshis]
We be ridin' through your block slow, like 5-0
And hit up your Tahoe with more shots than Dialo
Call me Nawshis, poison's my blood
I'm more than a thug and iller than the boys in your hood
[Yah Yah]
Gats, you know I ride aimin' 'em, gray titanium
Buttin' n*ggas over the fist in Shea Staduim
Ever since the raid I gotta wait because I wave the gun
Save the lump, Outz blazin' up with laminated rum

[Nawshis]
Comin' through the back door
Nawshis spits like chewin' tobacco, two in your backbone
I'm tweakin' lungs like Cheech & Chong's (?) bong
Y'all ain't seein' mine like Peeping Tom bein' blind

[Yah Yah]
Boys, you'll lose if you ain't glocked up, payin' your dues
Plus the college don't f*ck with the neighborhood schools
Got tools, better sleep with a pair
Cause Brick layers start sprayin' right after early mornin' prayer

[Nawshis]
Catch us swervin', son; chickens chirpin' from me workin' 'em
Sippin' Bourbon rum, not givin' a f*ck like a virgin nun
You herbs is done when I start releasin'
Call the preist in; I got a indecent art of beefin'

[Hook - Yah Yah]
One Deuce, Bruce, 7th, Park
Peddleton, Bradley, Southport Ave.!
Bricks, Bricks! We be wildin' in the Bricks!
Bricks, Bricks! sh*t is crazy in the Bricks!
Brauden, Market, Irving, Turner
Prince, Mt. Prospect, Fairview Ave.!
Bricks, Bricks! We be wildin' in the Bricks!
Bricks, Bricks! sh*t is crazy in the Bricks!
[Nawshis - 2x]
Yeah, this Newark, the Jerusalem slum
Take your cake, you get none, not a crumb
Should've came to the Bricks packed with a gun
Instead my dogs made you back up and run

[Yah Yah]
Yeah, cause sh*t is crazy in the Bricks!
Bricks, Bricks! We be wildin' in the Bricks!
Bricks, Bricks! sh*t is crazy in the Bricks!
Bricks, Bricks! We be wildin' in the Bricks!
Yeah, SS County, yeah, 07104 goin' down, or up!
Irvington, Newark! Yeah, owww!
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