Ever wondered what happens when you fuse suburban boredom with hardcore hip-hop vibes? This skit is your answer! In a whimsical, late-night confession, Mark, your average white guy, reveals his secret nightly ritual of jamming to hardcore beats. Meanwhile, Method Man and Redman hit us with a gritty, street-savvy dialogue. They talk about being "possessed" by money, women, and weed, and they take us straight to the bricks—a.k.a. the rough, raw edges of their reality. Welcome to the other side of midnight, where life is anything but ordinary. #HipHopConfessions #RawRealities #MidnightVibes #PossessedByBeats
Where We At (Skit)
Lyrics
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 motherfuckin question. Where in the fuck 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 motherfuckin 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 motherfuckers 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 motherfuckin area.
[Method Man]:
1-0-3-0-4 Detroit. Rock rock on.
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 motherfuckin question. Where in the fuck 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 motherfuckin 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 motherfuckers 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 motherfuckin area.
[Method Man]:
1-0-3-0-4 Detroit. Rock rock on.
Writer(s): REGGIE NOBLE, CLIFFORD SMITH
Copyright(s): Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
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