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[Intro: Method
16th Chamber, number five

[Method
Somebody it's on, if it is then I'll be set
To blow a nigga up, with my Five Fingers of
I bring it to his damn fam, understand
If he frontin, on any man with the Clan
I be comin, for headpiece you can't cope
For my brother, I even kill a Pope, word to
Serial, killa, style from the of Stat
My are you with me where you at?
Shit's deep in here, I mean like thick
Niggaz all in my face like they want dick
It's about to hit the fan, hit the
all I can stands, and I can't stands no mo'
What is it? Niggaz they bigga
Because they got the finga on the trigga of a
They don't know I'm wicked, when I start to it
With the raw sound, wash it down a Mystic
Better yet a Snapple, want the juice
But he don't the hassle
Thought they trying to overthrow the
Better yet the temple, I'm comin to town
Black down, the rental, car, the
YAH! If you don't want a burn from
beware, I buck shots, meaning what, the buck stops
Here, no dough will be made
Unless it's being made by who... the

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

[Ol' Bastard]
I'm the G-O-D
Making young ladies is my specialty
I go ooh-wah, ooh-wah, ooh-wah, girls wanna get hype
From the funky fresh music that was
When I kill, that ol' mad rugged
Not sayin Ason, is like a of disco
Or a duck, I'm strictly hip hop
Yo, Ason, up? I can't stop...
Wu-Tanging, flipping the and
You could test my skills, but niggaz be trippin
Coked up from sniffin, you're the one riffin
I'm not Opie, save old shit for Andy Griffith
You start to flip, now ya slip, cuz you're
While you sleep I be the God on point, like Pippen
As I, jump on stage, flip a rip a show
Strip or rip a hoe, ready Bo
Jackson while I'm taxin, I'm maxin
Relaxin, sittin and, laying tracks and
Again and again when I this jam
I wanna see 'em up in the air, throw up hand
Introducin, the band
A child that's wild, now 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 at ya ass, on a horse shack
Come on through I black and blue your crew
Then I get rudie the Hong Kong Phooey
The Ol' Dirty Bastard, MC
Money maker, Brooklyn, style
That I lay down like