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[Intro: Man]
16th Chamber, number five

[Method
Somebody said it's on, if it is then be set
To a nigga up, with my Five Fingers of Death
I bring it to his whole fam, understand
If he frontin, on any man down with the
I be comin, for that you can't cope
For my brother, I kill a Pope, word to mother
Serial, killa, style from the Isle of
My are you with me where you at?
Shit's gettin deep in here, I mean like
Niggaz lookin all in my face like they want
It's about to hit the fan, hit the
That's all I can stands, and I can't no mo'
What is it? Niggaz think bigga
Because got the finga on the trigga of a biscuit
They don't know I'm wicked, I start to kick it
With the raw sound, it down with a Mystic
yet a Snapple, nigga want the juice
But he don't the hassle
Thought they trying to overthrow the
Better yet the temple, I'm comin to your
Black down, the rental, car, the
YAH! If you don't a burn from glock
Then beware, I buck shots, meaning what, the stops
Here, no more dough be made
it's being made by who... the 1-6-Ooh

[Interlude: (Method Man)]
Chamber four (1-6-Ooh) four
Temple number nine, temple nine

[Ol' Dirty
I'm the original
young ladies scream is my specialty
when I go ooh-wah, ooh-wah, ooh-wah, wanna get hype
From the funky fresh music was stereotyped
When I kill, ol' mad rugged flow
Not Ason, is like a duck of disco
Or a disco duck, I'm hip hop
Yo, Ason, what's up? I stop...
Wu-Tanging, flipping the and
You could my skills, but niggaz must be trippin
Coked up sniffin, you're the one who's riffin
I'm not Opie, save that old shit for Griffith
You start to flip, now ya slip, cuz slippin
While you I be the God on point, like Scottie Pippen
As I, on stage, cold flip a rip a show
or rip a hoe, ready like Bo
Jackson I'm still taxin, I'm maxin
Relaxin, sittin backs and, tracks and
Again and when I rock this jam
I wanna see 'em up in the air, throw up hand
Introducin, the one-man
A that's wild, now with the style, couldn't stand
wanna jump, then stepped, to the center
Of the rhyme inventor, MC
You get and slapped, across the MC map
I laugh at ya ass, on a horse
Come on through I and blue your whole crew
Then I get rudie with the Hong Kong
The Ol' Bastard, MC killer
maker, Brooklyn, Shaolin style
That I lay down tile