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