Bak Inda Buildin Lyrics

Yo Redman is the COOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOLEST shit I done fuckin heard!
(Yeah, hahaha... this is Dr. Trevis, comin to y`all motherfuckers live)

[Redman]
Yo, I`m spittin my rhymes, we gonna get you
To bump the music to break your neck to
(Yo yo yo yo, ay ay ay) Yeah
(Y`all muh`fuckers ain`t ready)

Yo, when I spit my rhymes, we gonna get you
To bump the music to break your neck to
You want the hard shit, nigga let me connect you
It`s 1-800-YO-GILLA; feel me flow
I open doors for the newcomers
I show you how to rock the mic, pull yo` pants up and do somethin
I lay my hats where my boots stompin
Whether Jersey or Australia with kangaroo jumpin
Yeah, I feel that hip-hop`s gone
My pen catch attitudes, it cry in a song
I laugh cause I`m a vet, and still get the guap as strong
as any nigga, I ain`t alarmed
Yes y`all, it`s the Doc, I`m back on my business
With jizz for, real niggaz and my bitches
I got my hands on my steerin wheel and stick shift
Drivin by nigga, pissin on yo` picnic

[Chorus 2X: Redman]
One time for your motherfuckin mind {"Comin straight from the.."}
One time for your motherfuckin mind {"Comin straight from the.."}
One time for your motherfuckin mind
Gilla House, is back in the buildin

[Redman]
Yo, yo I`m back on my grizzly, set the bear trap
We don`t work for Nike but sure can (Air) a mac
My pen game tight in the hood like hair wraps
You a (40 Year Old Virgin), gettin hair waxed
Now, Reggie Noble `07 internation-al
My girl got guns in her speghetti-strap gown
If you love hip-hop, where my people at now?
Relax now, got it mapped down, Gilla House
I jump in the crowd (ohhhhhhhhhh!)
Whenever I do it I do it loud, grown man style
Since I was a child butt-naked
I knew I would grow to be the one {?} on record

[Chorus w/ ad libs]

Ride nigga!