Lyrics Undeniable - Redman

Undeniable

Haha
(Yeah!)
'Ey Brick City in the buildin', nigga
(Yeah!)
I know y’all miss hearin' hard shit like this, nigga
(Yeah)
(Ahh-ow!)
Yes sir
Yo, I’m undeniable, I feel you niggas hatin'
I got your home girl here so I’m renovating
My pen game get it on, I’m penetrating
And hoes come in all colors, I’m finger painting
I’m sick of makin' Lincolns, I wanna make a mil
I’m 360 but not your label deal
I get all my bread, I ain’t splittin' a dime
I’m too tight like that leather that’s fittin' the Fonz
I ain’t grippin' a nine
Boy I’m a motivator, motivatin' the jungle, gettin' that crack gator
You irrelevant, beta, Gilla House the hardest
The vampires of the game, start wearing your garlic
I ain’t a alcoholic but I make ya say damn
He took it back to the afro and the Ray Bans
It’s Gilla House mane, we breaking all the rules
And everything we drop is undeniable
(Yeah)
Gilla House in the buildin', nigga, yessir
(Shut the fuck up and listen, nigga)
You already know, 'ey Runt Dog, you all ready nigga
(Brick City, nigga)
(Yeah)
Brick City we in here, nigga… Let’s go!
I’m too grown to bullshit with you broke ass niggas
Half on a nickle bag of smoke ass niggas
Forty years old on the block still hustling
Head need Rogaine, bed need Just for Men
Bitch niggas full of estrogen
Dog I’m a boss but I still work hard as a Mexican
Grimey as hell, slimey it smells
Check my rap sheet, I spent most the 90s in jail
Off pills, I feel like George «the Animal» Steele bananas
With the blammer get your cantaloupe peeled
For the cake I push pies, my block the bakery
Boy I put you to work like a temp agency
Plus the rhymes you be writing is wack
I know white chicks that write shit tighter than that, nigga
Yeah, we robbing you for the valuables
This that Gilla House grind, undeniable
Ooh-oh!
(Yo)
(Unh yo look)
(Yo)
Gilla
Look, let me list a few reasons they call me the beast
Cause anytime I see rappers, I think of a feast
And I ain’t talking chicken shack, I’m thinking Felipe’s
So anytime you think of Ready, you think of the East Coast
No disrespect, I’ma rep for mine
And I ain’t saying I’m the best but I’m the next in line
That’s why my nickname Ready cause I’m stretched for time
So only way a nigga lock me down is on the dotted line
When I rhyme, it’s sort of like a violent crime
So if you get caught with my verse, you do a 3 to 9
Hard minutes of ass whippin', I’m passed different
I play the front like the lead vocals you ad-libbin'
See I’m a giant who, more than liable
To bring the riot through and turn all beef into lion food
Now what I gotta prove, I passed all obstacles (yeah!)
So when it comes down to my talent, it’s undeniable
Gilla House in the fuckin' buildin', mane!
Yo Ready Roc
(What's good, unc?)
This is what we do!
They can’t stop us!
THEY CAN’T STOP US!