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(featuring Rhymes)
[Intro: Busta (Method Man)]
Aiyo, (What up, fam?)
You know Busta-Bust had to come see you, God, good to see you, God
(Good too see you too, God)
Let's the streets for a little ride (Okay, we ridin' high)
Yeah, you light your L, smoke your L
And (kiss the sky)
Huh! And if you ever the Bust or Meth (find their mentor)
Yeah, I-I-I think the streets been lookin' for this one for a long
(Yeah, aiyo) on!

Man]
I came to bring the pain, hard to the brain
Tical... I'm bustin' ass again
I like acid rain, that acid slang
These try'nna see how I come ash again
Main and evident, I'm huntin', yes, Meth for
Be in hell with Dazel and just for the hell of it
And I ain't kid, flows hot as kettle get
Now if you ain't fuckin' with that, you must be
Spaz! Just a little, got a sack fizzle
hash in the middle, where it at? In the middle, yup
Mommy if you got a fat ass, it jiggle, yup
Put it in my video shot by Little X
And M-E-F work til their ain't any left
I'm tryin' get I'm worth and not a penny less
Think fast (come on) cash (come on)
Everybody do it with stank ass (just come on)

Method Man (Busta Rhymes)]
Make you rob somebody (what?) grab (what?)
somebody (what?) slap somebody (what?)
Make you wanna to the bar and sip Bacardi (what?)
Wild out, in the club, we in the party (what?)
Brooklyn (come on!) (come on!)
down to Long Island (come on!)
Bronx, (come on!) Manhattan (come on!)
To each and every hood happening? (come on!)

[Interlude: Man (Busta Rhymes)]
Yeah... let 'em talk, nigga, come on
(Aiyo, Meth, let me get at niggaz) Yeah!

[Busta
Now watch me back your shit up, I your people pull up
And pick up and pack your shit up, homey, it's time to
While I'm singin', ma, do you let relieve you of all of
Figure seating sketching, believe in your niggaz (come on!)
Go head and you can watch me patiently waiting
Aimin', attackin', instead I'mma let one of my bitches you
I ain't watch you when niggaz'll try
To feel a wrath of the un-rudely waking of a sleeping
(Very defiant), once I you the pressure
And then I apply it and then your breathing is stop and quiet (sss..
oh)
Captain of ship, so call me the pilot
I you and your crew to collide with me
Die, stomp on a nigga, just like a herd of a cattle
That'll travel over your face and your shit
Shot you, worst than a brick and then be you
And get the reverend, and get to steppin', nigga!
This make you..

[Chorus: Rhymes]

Method Man (Busta Rhymes)]
Haha, the truth... my nigga
(Nigga, listen, listen, let me talk) Let me talk! (huh)

[Busta Rhymes] (Method Man)
you see what I got for you now
(Shake big fat ass in front of me now)
To all my high bidders (to all my niggaz)
{We here to blackout, follow the now
Just my heat, and you know I'm gonna
keep the street, but nigga did you
Know when you to lose it, my nigga
And you know we gon' get real stupid, my

Rhymes]
See the police coming (what?) coming (what?)
Street niggaz ready to and start dummin' (what?)
I love to see it, you and your man frontin' (what?)
Me and Meth'll step to you, quick! And somethin' (what?)

[Method
Now who is he? Dope M.C. killin these
Wack niggaz get slapped, give me some powder
Click-clack, one in back, now think about it
Get back, runnin' your gap, I allow it

[Busta
Well every nigga (set it off) you we seeing it through God
The be needing niggaz like me and you, God
Aiyo, I think we're up, it from here, we got a mile, yo
Logical, we should of done shit a long time ago

[Method
I got shit that make rappers shit in they shoes
M.C., I spit flows and spit in they food
Man, tempt me, I'm nothin' like a curious child
I'm simply, a boy in the hood, with furious (this shit'll make you)

[Chorus: Busta & Method Man)]

[Outro: Man (Busta Rhymes)]
day, every rotation, come with it! (Let me talk... come on, hah)
(Aiyo God) Yeah, lord? (Flipmode/Wu-Tang, nigga, ain't that shit?)
That's some shit, absotruthly, Bust! (Meth Tical!)
Yeah... (yeah, let me know when you do that again, God)
Shit we can do that right now, out to New Jersey, hahaha, yeah!