Duel, worthy of a If you want to fight, fight me! One to one! Man to man!
Get to gel team! Live and direct the one-six-ooh We got Tical, pow! the Chef, Tical! It's to go on, Tical! You make the call, I the call! all for all Method Man, the Chef (count my shells) And there's to be one left (count my shells, nigga) I know you know it's on kid (Bring that I don't give a fuck!)
Who lit that shit it was I the from New York, Tical Staten Isle Niggas thought, that could walk a dog but they caught A bad situation, I'm a sandwich short Of a picnic, 'cause you ain't with the sickening Style, up the spot like ballistic Missiles, I be comin' through like the up the power-you, Me-Tical A bad motherfucking buddah monk, what the 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 rugged vet, terrible like a Champion Wrap a in a tec, to wet A nigga up, with all the dangerous Sniffling coughing aching stuffy head fever Fucker, I think bout time that you suffer Bobbin on my nob an all day sucker Bitch! Vs Chef (It's my turn) Vs Chef (Yo let's that shit 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 all out kid no turn backs You could try to front, get smoked and that's Lyric assassin, in black buggin' Sixteen shots to your mug, a slug then I go to war in a concrete jungle, the punt 'Cause act funny, and fumble But I relax, count my shells, a lot of gotta fly Niggas stay strapped, to die Time for jet-black Tim boot, Wha'-Su God get him, hit 'em with the troop No question, cha-cha-BLOW in the Bloodshot in that direction, 'Tack you like 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 direct, yeah 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 boots that the way Ah shit!
Vs Meth Vs Meth