Where We At - Spliffage

Hi. My name's Mark. And I'm white. I live in a predominantly white neighborhood. I went to a predominantly white college. And I have predominantly all white friends. But at night, while all my white friends are asleep, I bump this. [Redman]: Yo let me ask ya'll a motherf**kin question. Where in the f**k are we at? [Method Man]: Where we at? At? [Redman]: The bri- the bricks... [Method Man]: Shalon... [Redman]: Yo [Method Man]: Yo. Baby Mamas, baby Daddies. Lend us your motherf**kin ears. What we have here are two boys that are possessed. Possessed by dough, hos, and hydro. Where we at? [Redman]: The bri- the bricks... [Method Man]: Shalon... Yo [Redman]: Yo. We welcome ya'll motherf**kers back. To the Blackout tape nigga. Side two. And where we at? The bri- the bricks... [Method Man]: Shalon... Yo [Redman]: Yo. Terror in your motherf**kin area. [Method Man]: 1-0-3-0-4 Detroit. Rock rock on.

I can't seem to find where the love at My heart torn apart, but where the blood at When I fall down on my back, I bet they love that It was fake so you can take your love back Nothing but rainy days like where the sun at I ain't cracked a smile so they think I'm a rugrat You can get stepped on like a doormat Put in work so many nights, I should've wore my hardhat People they be changing, yeah, people they be faking They stealing sauce like plankton, why the fuck do they be hating I don't got no more feelings, all my joy they been stealing, yeah I just want me a million, so I can stack these bands to the ceiling I'm a home these drugs live in me I just hope ya'll feeling me Kneel for me She took my heart, why would she steal from me I ride for my gang, but I ain't no gang member I don't know who to trust, my heart cold like december The more I think about you, the more I remember My brother's keeper, leading the pack like I'm simba Niggas switch sides like a gender Heart been broke several times I ain't no beginner My stack getting thicker, while yours getting thinner My future loading up, it might take a sec to render I lost my love when am I gone find it I almost gave up, but I kept on grinding Thinking about the past, these drugs got me rewinding Four niggas switched up in a month, I call that perfect timing Menace inside, he doing good at hiding Water on me like I went deep diving My team got executive status like Joe Biden Like a water park I'ma keep sliding I can't seem to find where the love at My heart torn apart, but where the blood at When I fall down on my back, I bet they love that It was fake so you can take your love back Nothing but rainy days like where the sun at I ain't cracked a smile so they think I'm a rugrat You can get stepped on like a doormat Put in work so many nights, I should've wore my hardhat I'm a home, these drugs live in me I just hope that ya'll feeling me A mami want me, yeah she kneel for me She took my heart, why would she steal from me I wish your love never injured me I'm steady popping I hope it's healing me My steppas love me, they gone kill for me Hope my loyalty not gone be the end for me

Since like 2010 I been killin' shit I ain't giving no thanks ain't no pilgrimage 2 witches, 1 African, 1 Indian Ain't gone lie took that loss it was sickening Superhero? No no we wit villians Ain't gone lie if it come between me and you I ain't startin' all the way from the beginnin' I done came way to far from that jungle jim All them new rappers y'all love? My sons & nem What's really crazy is y'all won't service him When I ball Like Wood Harris on Above The Rim When I start really gettin' up on my shit Is when y'all start askin' "what's up with him?" RapMoses-Moe Franchise gone work a wrist Better watch what you say cuz they turn to fists It's only gator up in my swish I know Drip got the turtle I need a fix The lil' witch is at bat I just need a pitch You ain't a playa you lucky to see the bench You know she love the drugs she just need a pinch Single screw everything like a need a wrench Mann 9 times out of 10 Imma need a miss Hardest up out The Land I don't need a list Nigga I just wanna run it up really quick And they play tough but can't even take the diss Pussy can't even take what he love to dish Put this on my fam who birthday on the 6th Talkin' bout' nephew and my big homie sis And you know she deserve that steak from Ruth's Chris Stupid witch tried to curve me? You stupid witch Now that autograph cursive you stupid witch Moses really from the the east side of the 6 Mann I got like a dozen of yella chicks And I already know she can't take the dick Got a hand in every pot I'm tryna get rich And after I get rich I'm tryna get richer And when I'm off the crown see the bigger picture Give me bout half an hour and I'll get witcha I ain't bringing no 9 I'm bringin' a missile I know you ain't official cuz ain't no whistle When I slap her booty yeah you know it jiggle! Niggas scared to flow like this they gone get crippled Imma take em to school kick em at dismissal Aye shoutout Sauce Walka mane (Yeah) (On mommy) (Yeah) (You feel me) (On mommy) (Yeah) Hit the house, get the loot then I'm out of it I can't get you no cartridge I'm out of it No I can't get you no ounce I'm out of it I can't get you no acid I'm out of it I can't get you no shrooms bitch I'm out of it! Play up all in the cooch then I'm out of it Cleveland until like June then I'm out of it Yeah I'm out of it! Hit the house, get the loot then I'm out of it I can't get you no cartridge I'm out of it No I can't get you no ounce I'm out of it I can't get you no acid I'm out of it No I can't get you no shrooms I'm out of it! Play up all in the cooch then I'm out of it Cleveland until like June then I'm out of it Yeah I'm out! (Yeah) (On mommy) (Uh) (You feel me) (On mommy) (Yeah) (On mommy) (On mommy)

(TF) Long as hundreds keep on comin' in I don't never need no company Work my wrist up I keep runnin' it Show my ass when I'm in public (Aye aye) Keep comin' in keep comin' in (Aye) Keep comin' in Keep comin' in keep comin' in (Aye) It's comin' in Long as hundreds keep on comin' in I don't never need no company Work my wrist up I keep runnin' it Show my ass when I'm in public (Aye aye) Keep comin' in keep comin' in (Aye) Keep comin' in Keep comin' in keep comin' in (Aye) It's comin' in When I do what I do Make sense it don't really got to Idc as long as it fit Real goons around me And trust me they got me Sip lean I'm a zombie Can't fuck wit no witch They talk of me highly I used to be hollin I flex like Almighty These beats I'm still choppin' That durag I'm rockin You still Kodak boppin' New shoes I'm still coppin' But still learned my lesson I moved on to houses Still don't want no spouses Just fuckin' accountants I knew who had doubted My head still up proudly And bitch I'm still bout it These beats I'm still choppin You knew nothin' bout' it I pull out the cannon and just get to wildin' I don't got no kids so let women act childish Young rap prophet always been bout the profit I know you gone fold I can tell you ain't solid Yea Long as hundreds keep on comin' in I don't never need no company Work my wrist up I keep runnin' it Show my ass when I'm in public (Aye aye) Keep comin' in keep comin' in (Aye) Keep comin' in Keep comin' in keep comin' in (Aye) It's comin' in Long as hundreds keep on comin' in I don't never need no company Work my wrist up I keep runnin' it Show my ass when I'm in public (Aye aye) Keep comin' in keep comin' in (Aye) Keep comin' in Keep comin' in keep comin' in (Aye) It's comin' in Just tryna run it up Money keep comin' in Tryna drop dub on a time piece Somewhere hangin' wit some dead niggas on top of blue paper that where you'll find me All this drippin got these haters turnin up they faces like they had some lime squeezed Soon as the pack touch down and my phone stay jumpin' and kick it Quan Chi Love that song when that money come in Ben Franklin that's my best friend Young nigga do it big on top like a lid Run it up then flip the backends Bad bitch spicy like cajun Bag make a nigga look Asian Young nigga don't got no patience Wrist workin like ya fingers when ya typin' on mavis Bag comin' in from all different type of angle's like McGrady Give a bad bitch The D like B. Davis Fuck a bad bitch hell naw I won't save her Sauce drippin' on me all over the pavement Every nigga 'round me gettin' paid but they hated Smokin on gas like a gang of Jamaicans Cut the fuck niggas off like face shavings Slidin to the guap like a nigga be skatin' Long as hundreds keep on comin' in I don't never need no company Work my wrist up I keep runnin' it Show my ass when I'm in public (Aye aye) Keep comin' in keep comin' in (Aye) Keep comin' in Keep comin' in keep comin' in (Aye) It's comin' in Long as hundreds keep on comin' in I don't never need no company Work my wrist up I keep runnin' it Show my ass when I'm in public (Aye aye) Keep comin' in keep comin' in (Aye) Keep comin' in Keep comin' in keep comin' in (Aye) It's comin' in Keep it on me for the robber's and schemer's I cut em off because I know I don't need 'em I get the sack and then I run up a bag I go and get it just like I'm a receiver Taking chances tryna run up the revenue Niggas plottin' but I'm 2 steps ahead of em OG rolled and a 2 cup of medical Wish I would put a bitch on a pedestal Sauce drippin' tryna steal off the drip Liu Kang how I switch up the kick Gymnastic how I double the flip 30 minutes just to load the stick I'm workin' my wrist til I jugg up a M I ain't wasting no time to go triple or double it I'm in the bricks where them niggas be scheming And niggas be robbin' And niggas be runnin' it