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[Intro: (Method Man)]
"Walk on" (yeah, yeah, yeah)
[Method
It's Meth, on that old shit
Pick my hos with the finger I pick my nose with
These flows get hotter most chicks
Get the picture, I'm
Got nothing but for cockroaches
Bitch, I'm before you notice
Ducking these coppers to make they quotas
Spot you with the bricks and the sodas
Me and my soldier, we over, taking payola
From all these stations and record labels, the culture
them niggaz
"Walk on"

Yo, I blow ya minds like Kurt
My block is hot Lil' Wayne; I'll pop ya little chain
I'm ready; hip hop is not gon' be the
Like the Roc and Dame, I'll dot the change, nigga
I scared, boy, yes sir
If I wasn't a beast, you wouldn't whisper
I'm like, y'all can fuck y'all self; I'm getting paid
keepin' it real, keep you broke, can't tell me, nigga
"Walk on"
[Method
Huh, now figure, I don't a --
And any chick caught with dirt under her nail's a digger
Yeah, I the people like I told RZA
Man, I got Meth and on the day that I don't, let you know, nigga
Nah, no carbon copies, they ain't got me, but can watch me
Jewels jingling, finger at paparazzi
Not too cocky, but still, ain't too many can top me
So bounce you fucks and ya shoes up, nigga
"Walk on"

Don't blink, think fast, make the right move
Got a gun on ya, like had on Ice Cube
I play, homey, I got my stripes, too
I'mma sky high-a-trist, I smoke in a suit, nigga
Recognize, like Sam or "back down"
You and tired of wack niggaz, then act now
I you how it's done, nigga, Gilla House
Give you a whole clip, your movie theater out, nigga
"Walk on"
[Method
And put ya feet up, I'm these dice, so put ya g's up
Sit back and light a tree up niggaz betting they re-ups
I milk like double D cup, plus, I air it out just a sneaker
Will win, and "key" your car like Alicia
Yup, my is off the meter, more Yankee caps than Derek Jeter
Try'nna me a diva, then I'mma catch amnesia
spill the Dom, but still a don
Still got love for my baby moms, we just don't get along, hold the on
"Walk on"

Allow me to reintroduce -- nah, I need it
If you got it since '92, nigga, beat it
Hop in the quarter-to-seven, black
Pull out a hammer, big as a cleaner
Nigga, I heavy, bitch, I roll steady
Get that dough Reggie, me off, really?
You better ask who the best rapper in ya
And when you mimic me, muthafucka, do it good, "Walk on"