Intro: (E-40 and Man) Uhh! Hey Merchant! Method Man Meth, what's up What's upper? Trying to get my ones up... Alley Studios mang, It's Freezy mang, Revere mang, we doin thi shit, You know it's good, 40 Water, you'se a pimp nigga, out!
(E-40) They call me Paul Revere, 40 Water cause I like to ball. Things be in one ear, And out the one y'all. had a chance to be an infant, I had to walk I crawled, had to dang near raise my siblings worked 3 jobs, Seen a lot of pan and gritt'in, Chicken and dealin, coming up missing, Empty clippin It's been happening often They pull up on the side and turn your car a coffin And ain't talking because that's the rules of the soil We beef over rap, the beef over oil We beef in the beat on sacred, royal, ancient hold grounds.. Thnking it's righteous, way out of bounds!
Chorus:(Method Man) From New to the Bay yo Sao Paulo to LA yo, nobody move we say so They wanna know who got N.A.S.A. music New York to the Bay yo Sao Paulo to LA yo, nobody until we say so wanna know who got that N.A.S.A. music
(Method Man) Another day, dollar, squeeze a dollar til it holler Miss holler you either or swallow Meet me at the same place, same time Take the R out of brotha, but I ain't trying to
(E-40) MP5's, bush masters, Chinese AKs, ways, Shallow, grim, dark murky days. dominos on the porch wid it Real wid it, I rip it Spit for the fortunate, me and Meth Merchant I him Meth Merchant because he's dope We in this perkin and we stoked They say there no future in our hope No in our breath, scared to die But to take a death
(Method Man) Little Johnny on the block, about to like clot his body in the drop, damn a little mommy hot Off top, I everything that little mommy got And if I sober that means I'm probably not
(Method Man and E-40) From New to the Bay yo Sao Paulo to LA yo, move until we say so They wanna know who got that N.A.S.A. From New to the Bay yo Sao Paulo to LA yo, nobody until we say so They wanna who got that N.A.S.A. music
(Method Man and E-40) I'm with the kid The Yay 40 man I'm missing them days When we took of the good life and pissed it away drama daddy listen to Slay He got the kid from the Big With the biggest in the bay We off the books money, now money See I ain't laughing when it look Or at them funny niggas that from me why the crook of the crooks honey, I'm hungry Trying to find this snow to cook for me This got his own repertoire A beast and I rep, blah The Allahu Akbar! What's famous when you're dangerous and what's a star when the hate us cause of who the fuck we are? If I was Paris Hilton you wouldn't my car You'd be in the passenger seat to pop a bra I play for keeps while y'all just play With Crack Alley Music got em N.A.S.A.
(Method Man and E-40) From New to the Bay yo Sao Paulo to LA yo, nobody move we say so They wanna who got that N.A.S.A. music New York to the Bay yo Sao Paulo to LA yo, nobody until we say so wanna know who got that N.A.S.A. music
(Method Man and E-40) Y'all it was safe muhfuckers! (N.A.S.A. Music) Aww we bridging the gap! (N.A.S.A. Music) Weast coast , West coast, go! (N.A.S.A. Music uhhh)