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[Intro: Method
16th Chamber, number five

[Method
Somebody said on, if it is then I'll be set
To blow a up, with my Five Fingers of Death
I it to his whole damn fam, understand
If he frontin, on any man with the Clan
I be comin, for that headpiece you cope
For my brother, I even kill a Pope, word to
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 want
It's about to hit the fan, hit the
That's all I can stands, and I stands no mo'
What is it? Niggaz think bigga
Because they got the on the trigga of a biscuit
They don't know I'm wicked, when I start to 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 to overthrow the castle
Better yet the temple, I'm to your town
Black down, the rental, car, the
YAH! If you don't a burn from glock
Then beware, I shots, meaning what, the buck stops
Here, no more dough be made
Unless it's being by who... the 1-6-Ooh

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

[Ol' Bastard]
I'm the G-O-D
Making young ladies scream is my
I go ooh-wah, ooh-wah, ooh-wah, girls 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 disco duck, I'm hip hop
Yo, Ason, what's up? I stop...
Wu-Tanging, the script and
You could my skills, but niggaz must be trippin
Coked up sniffin, you're the one who's riffin
I'm not Opie, that old shit for Andy Griffith
You to flip, now ya slip, cuz you're slippin
While you sleep I be the God on point, like Scottie
As I, jump on stage, flip a rip a show
Strip or rip a hoe, like Bo
Jackson while I'm taxin, I'm maxin
Relaxin, backs and, laying tracks and
Again and again when I this jam
I wanna see 'em up in the air, up your hand
Introducin, the band
A that's wild, now with the style, couldn't stand
Niggaz wanna jump, stepped, to the center
Of the inventor, MC tormentor
You get jacked and slapped, the MC map
I laugh at ya ass, on a horse
Come on through I black and your whole crew
I get rudie with the Hong Kong Phooey
The Ol' Bastard, MC killer
Money maker, Brooklyn, style
That I lay like tile