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

[Method
I came to bring the pain, hard to the brain
Tical... I'm bustin' ass again
I burn like acid rain, that acid
These niggaz try'nna see how I ash again
Main and evident, I'm huntin', yes, Meth for
Be in hell with Dazel and George just for the of it
And I ain't yellow kid, flows hot as get
Now if you ain't fuckin' with that, you be celibate
Spaz! Just a little, got a sack lookin'
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 next video shot by X
And M-E-F gon' 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 your stank ass (just on)

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

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

Rhymes]
Now watch me your shit up, I hope your people pull up
And pick up and pack shit up, homey, it's time to move
I'm singin', ma, do you let relieve you of all of your
Figure seating sketching, never in your niggaz (come on!)
Go head and babble you can watch me patiently
Aimin', attackin', instead I'mma let one of my slap you
I ain't watch you when niggaz'll try
To feel a of the un-rudely waking of a sleeping giant
(Very defiant), once I give you the
And then I apply it and then your breathing is and totally quiet (sss..
oh)
Captain of ship, so call me the pilot
I leave you and crew to collide with me
Die, stomp on a nigga, just like a herd of a thousand
That'll travel your face and frazzle your shit
Shot you, worst than a and then be torturin' you
And get the reverend, and get to steppin', nigga!
shit'll make you..

[Chorus: Busta

[Interlude: 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 feel my heat, and you know I'm
Just 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?) Fireman (what?)
Street niggaz ready to riot and dummin' (what?)
I love to see it, whenever you and your man (what?)
Me and Meth'll to you, quick! And smash somethin' (what?)

[Method
Now who is he? Dope M.C. these cowards
Wack niggaz get slapped, give me some powder
Click-clack, one in your back, now think it
Get back, your gap, I can't allow it

Rhymes]
Well every (set it off) you know we seeing it through God
The streets be needing niggaz me and you, God
Aiyo, I we're up, seen it from here, we got a mile, yo
Logical, we should of done this shit a long ago

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

[Chorus: Busta Rhymes & Man)]

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