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Yo don't wear no drawers!
I saw her when she took off!
on the welfare line
Eating swine tryin' to fine, with her stank behind
You can ask the and she'll tell ya fast
Meth-Tical got with his nasty ass

Are you ready, to face the consenquences and
I even tell ya you ain't shit, motherfucker
Bring it, and let killer bee kid sting it
And rep-resent, it's like heads up a brick, when I it
Get lost, I you off something
I'm pumpin', like a Reebok, a pump, from the jump and
You was
Bet ya thought ya fuckin' clan had ya but they was frontin'
Smokin' dirt blunts and fuckin' nasty and
Ya take the gun without the bullet, what ya bustin'
Get ya ship sunken, fuckin' a drunken
disaster at any rap functions

Who said the Wu-Tang Was it you or your man?
You point the finger, I'll bring ya
36 chambers, be out, youze in
Let me pull ya brain ass with a hanger
Didn't not tell ya not to talk to a stranger
Now ya got ya neck, in the noose, of the
Just recline, the Meth in mind
I'll even test the knuckle check on the of time
What? And I'll be more than glad to bust ass
All up and down the block, the street, ave
Whatever, smokin' on a Spike Lee
Hey I'm Mo' Better, I'm hopin' get the point
they could never, stop the veteran, word to God
When I'm severin' the of a mental vegetarian
The Method, at the weekend, with a lot of credit
The I desire, I be the first to set it
Off, flame on like the Torch
Fantastic Four for all the fans in the
You can eat it all and it'll tell ya
Meth-Tical got for ya nasty ass