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[Method
Uh, get ya on

[Radio
WWKYA, WE'RE YOUR ASS!

G/Jamal]
My is worth ten titles
I shit on wrote Bibles, if you don't like me I don't you
I liable to load the rifle, hit the roof and you
The shit I spit your vitals
Nobody ride through my squad do
Got all y'all suicidal
Actin niggas, two
You heard the news, break it to ya
here to headline the bill and
Featuring Funk Doc, Tical and the
A mic murder for hire, ten grand a
Yo Funk Doc, the glock, this bitch nigga grillin
I make moves wit my big dog
Staten to the Bricks for mo' chips and mo' pounds
Y'all who really lockin this shit down
When we it, don't we all stand out?
Y'all hazardarious, out
Get ya ass out 'fore I it out
And show you what I'm talkin

Redman, Method Man (Young Zee)]
Yo get ya up and get ya high, ha!
Get ya and get ya wide
Dat's dat shit (like or not, niggas wit the fifth)
dat shit (like or not, bitches fightin over dick)
Aiyyo we get ya up and get ya (yeah)
Get ya and get ya wide
Dat's dat (like or not, niggas sleepin wit the fifth)
dat shit (like or not, bitches fightin over dick)

I'm high-powered, the dog weiler
Chocolate thai showers got Doc cookin minute rice for five
You wet cowards, I'm wire
Ya bitch ass probably wash ya wit Palmolive
Yo Bricks holler, I got the plan
Load it and it goes like jam tickets
Fam can't dig it, pop the wea-sel
You be under your peacoat wit people
I told cops, blocks, no props
Fo' pops, Hennesy back and we both
That's how we go out, are you the type?
To down like Hopper from a Bug Life?
Watch the movie, haters tried to eye D
Your beef in small claims court, Judy
you and I meet up, the fight heat up
Bloody up ya wife beater light weed up

[Method
I melt wax, Cuban Link chain
through these tracks wit the highest of velocity
Play me like
Pay me you trespass on my property
I'm Dastardly, no use in cop blockin me
Sloppily, your on the stop-watch clockin me
Possibly I rock well, somebody always me
Livin in the street life, my eyes atrocity
Undress a kid
When I keeps it movin that means ain't no stoppin me
Constant motivation, the god fiend kings
Proper education, Allah sees
How High, just form of elevation
That's why I to build from the basement
Twelve-thirty-one-ninety-nine, times are
More these Hot Dog MC's next to
Allah Math, break the in half
Promoters on bullshit, short wit Johhny cash
(Dat's dat shit) They got snitches on the click
(Dat's dat shit) They got fightin over dick
WHERE THE AT, when you're young, broke and black
It's there, in the ashtray, who got a match?

[Young
Yeah yeah yeah, Young Zee got bitches fightin over

Get ya up and get ya
Funk Doc got bitches fightin dick

[Method
Yeah yeah yeah yeah, Meth-Tical got bitches fightin over

(Young Zee)]
Get ya up and get ya high (All y'all bitches keep fightin over dick)
Get ya and get ya wide
Get ya up and get ya (HIIIIIGH!)
Get ya and get ya wide wide (Yeah yeah)
Get ya stoned and get ya (Fightin over dick)
Get ya stoned and get ya ha
Get ya up and get ya ha (Fightin over dick)
Get ya stoned and get ya ha