Duel, of a general If you want to fight, fight me! One to one! Man to man!
Get to gel team! Live and direct from the We got Tical, pow! the Chef, Tical! It's to go on, Tical! You the call, I make the call! all for all Method Man, the Chef (count my shells) And there's about to be one (count my shells, nigga) I know you know it's on kid (Bring shit I don't give a fuck!)
Who lit that it was I the chinky-eye from New York, Tical Staten Isle Niggas thought, that they could walk a dog but caught A bad situation, I'm a sandwich short Of a picnic, 'cause you equipped with the sickening Style, blowing up the spot like Missiles, I be comin' through the four-nine-three-eleven up the power-you, Me-Tical A bad buddah monk, what the fuck Hit your chest, like arrest, blow the front Out the frame, hit the for the pain Of the dog shit, nobody move run your A vet, terrible like a Champion sweat a power in a tec, to wet A nigga up, with all the diseases Sniffling sneezing coughing aching head fever Fucker, I think it's bout time that you Bobbin on my nob an all day sucker Bitch! Vs Chef (It's my turn) Meth Vs (Yo let's bring that baby) Meth Vs Chef (Yo, yeah, one more time nigga) Meth Vs (Callin'' me out, goin' off) I blow your fuckin' ass to death
I'm goin' all out kid no backs You could try to front, get smoked and that Lyric assassin, dressed in black Sixteen shots to your mug, from a slug I go to war in a jungle, make the punt 'Cause niggas act funny, and But I relax, count my shells, a lot of gotta fly Niggas strapped, armed to die for jet-black Tim boot, flowin' Wha'-Su God get him, hit 'em with the troop No question, in the session Bloodshot in direction, cypher you like chess moves best move Yo, yeah, yo The boards, ass 'Tack, 'tack, 'tack, uh! 'Tack the boards like moves best move At Rae through, comin' at your crew Live direct, you better step Gunshots ring on the set, jet Motivate, to the With quick high Rae stay fly, and rob your Isle Airwaves, yo Now you're a slave with the that paved the way Ah shit!
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