That's Y I'm Here - Redman

Yeah, Brick City

NBA 2K6

Yeah, we live with the hardwire mic in this bitch

Killerhouse niggas

Yo, this is Killerhouse, Redman and Doctor

Come to your home and fart in your hot tub

Get your blunts lit, smoke out the party

If the beef boil I bring more broccoli

Ultimate fighter, lethal weapon

Got a gun named Glover, I aim it like Gibson

Fuck the radio, that’s not the blueprint

As long as the street DJ’s yellin' new shit, new shit

I’m happy, similar to Mary

Analyze the Brick City count, suyatti

Get y’all niggas high, that’s why I’m here

Get y’all fucked up, that’s why I’m here

Court’s not adjourned

Boy shut your mouth, don’t speak out of turn

Spreadin' your germs

I’m like Jesus when I make my return

With two ink pens that’s dipped in the sherm

I can’t be denied

Redman rock this motherfucker, right?

Smokin' on weed

I rap so beautiful, don’t you agree-gree-gree?

Nigga let me breathe

Get y’all niggas high, that’s why I’m here

Get y’all fucked up, that’s why I’m here

Get y’all fucked up, that’s why I’m here

I ain’t here for any other reason but that

If you too scared to bounce then step to the back

Get y’all niggas high, that’s why I’m here

Get y’all fucked up, that’s why I’m here

I ain’t here for any other reason but that

My soul train derail a lame on track

This is hip-hop, not R&B and rap

Now if y’all want high, y’all gon' get high

Straight up raw, no cut, I aim to please

I roll up on a big chick and say

Excuse me miss, how much you weigh?

Her attitude sucks so I had to blaze her

It’s okay, she was ugly anyway

I display skills, flows

Wake up and do Marine Corps drills, hut one, hut two

3D visual, audio surround

Jump in the crowd without an audience around

Break my back, ICU

Give me more fiend on the track, I’m rappin' slow

Six million dollar bro

That driver roll blunt with his eyes closed, yo

Y’all niggas ain’t as high as me, yo

Bitches doin' coke, it’ll freeze your nose

Get y’all asses up

Real niggas understand like huh?

what?

Get y’all niggas high, that’s why I’m here

Get y’all fucked up, that’s why I’m here

Get y’all fucked up, that’s why I’m here

I ain’t here for any other reason but that

If you too scared to bounce then step to the back

Get y’all niggas high, that’s why I’m here

Get y’all fucked up, that’s why I’m here

I ain’t here for any other reason but that

Jersey don, pins in my dirty palm

Marijuana puttin' pot holes in my lawn

I’m that nigga, gotta think quick

For punk ass niggas, stay off his dick

Yeah, this is straight check mic, one two

Hardwire mic, no stands in the booth

Brick City cold and it’s bitter

Y’all ghetto might be big but ours is bigger

Bigger, bigger, bigger, bigger

Yeah, Killerhouse

Rock on, rock on