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[Intro: Man]
16th Chamber, number five

[Method
Somebody said it's on, if it is I'll be set
To blow a nigga up, with my Five of Death
I it to his whole damn 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, from the Isle of Stat
My peoples are you with me you at?
Shit's gettin deep in here, I like thick
Niggaz lookin all in my face like they dick
about to hit the fan, hit the flo'
That's all I can stands, and I stands no mo'
What is it? Niggaz think they
they got the finga on the trigga of a biscuit
They don't I'm wicked, when I start to kick it
the raw sound, wash it down with a Mystic
Better yet a Snapple, nigga want the
But he want the hassle
Thought they trying to the castle
yet the temple, I'm comin to your town
Black down, the rental, car, the
YAH! If you don't want a burn from
Then beware, I buck shots, meaning what, the buck
Here, no more dough will be
Unless it's made by who... the 1-6-Ooh

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

Dirty Bastard]
I'm the G-O-D
Making young ladies is my specialty
when I go ooh-wah, ooh-wah, ooh-wah, wanna get hype
From the funky fresh music that was
I kill, that ol' mad rugged flow
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, the script and
You could test my skills, but niggaz must be
Coked up from sniffin, you're the one who's
I'm not Opie, save that old shit for Griffith
You start to flip, now ya slip, cuz slippin
While you sleep I be the God on point, Scottie Pippen
As I, jump on stage, cold a rip a show
Strip or rip a hoe, ready Bo
while I'm still taxin, I'm maxin
Relaxin, sittin backs and, laying and
and again when I rock this jam
I wanna see 'em up in the air, throw up hand
Introducin, the one-man
A child that's wild, now with the style, stand
Niggaz wanna jump, stepped, to the center
Of the inventor, MC tormentor
You get and slapped, across the MC map
I at ya ass, on a horse shack
Come on I black and blue your whole crew
Then I get with the Hong Kong Phooey
The Ol' Bastard, MC killer
maker, Brooklyn, Shaolin style
That I lay down tile