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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 take the streets for a little ride (Okay, we high)
Yeah, you better light your L, smoke L
And (kiss the sky)
Huh! And if you ever disrespect the Bust or Meth (find mentor)
Yeah, I-I-I think the streets been lookin' for this one for a long
(Yeah, aiyo) on!

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

[Chorus: Man (Busta Rhymes)]
Make you rob somebody (what?) grab (what?)
Stomp (what?) slap somebody (what?)
you wanna step 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, nigga (come on!) (come on!)
To each and hood what's happening? (come on!)

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

[Busta
Now watch me back your shit up, I hope your people up
And pick up and pack your shit up, homey, it's time to
While I'm singin', ma, do you let you of all of your
Figure seating sketching, never in your niggaz (come on!)
Go and babble you can watch me patiently waiting
Aimin', attackin', I'mma let one of my bitches slap you
I ain't watch you when niggaz'll try
To feel a wrath of the un-rudely of a sleeping giant
(Very defiant), I give you the pressure
And I apply it and then your breathing is stop and totally quiet (sss..
oh)
Captain of this ship, so me the pilot
I leave you and crew to collide with me
Die, stomp on a nigga, like a herd of a thousand cattle
That'll over your face and frazzle your shit
Shot you, worst a brick and then be torturin' you
And get the reverend, and get to steppin', nigga!
This shit'll you..

[Chorus: Rhymes]

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

Rhymes] (Method Man) {both}
Can't you see I got for you now
(Shake your big fat ass in of me now)
To all my high bidders (to all my niggaz)
{We to blackout, follow the story now
feel my heat, and you know I'm gonna
Just the street, but nigga did you
Know when you to lose it, my nigga
And you know we gon' get real stupid, my

[Busta
See the police coming (what?) Fireman (what?)
Street niggaz ready to riot and dummin' (what?)
I to see it, whenever you and your man frontin' (what?)
Me and Meth'll step to you, quick! And somethin' (what?)

Man]
Now who is he? Dope M.C. killin these
Wack get pimp slapped, give me some powder
Click-clack, one in your back, now about it
Get back, runnin' gap, I can't allow it

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

[Method
I got that shit that make rappers in they shoes
Nasty M.C., I spit and spit in they food
Man, don't tempt me, I'm nothin' like a child
I'm simply, a boy in the hood, with childs (this shit'll make you)

[Chorus: Busta Rhymes & Man)]

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