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(featuring Rhymes)
[Intro: Busta (Method Man)]
Aiyo, (What up, fam?)
You know had to come see you, God, it's good to see you, God
(Good too see you too, God)
Let's take the streets for a ride (Okay, we ridin' high)
Yeah, you better your L, smoke your L
And (kiss the sky)
Huh! And if you ever the Bust 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 the pain, more hard to the brain
Tical... I'm bustin' ass again
I burn acid rain, that acid slang
These niggaz see how I come ash again
Main and evident, I'm huntin', yes, Meth for
Be in with Dazel and George just for the hell of it
And I ain't yellow kid, flows hot as get
Now if you fuckin' with that, you must be celibate
Spaz! Just a little, got a sack lookin'
Little hash in the middle, 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 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?) somebody (what?)
Stomp (what?) slap somebody (what?)
Make you wanna step to the bar and sip (what?)
Wild out, in the club, we in the party (what?)
(come on!) Shaolin (come on!)
Queensbridge down to Long (come on!)
Bronx, (come on!) Manhattan (come on!)
To each and every hood what's (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 people pull up
And pick up and pack your shit up, homey, it's time to
I'm singin', ma, do you let relieve you of all of your
Figure sketching, never believe in your niggaz (come on!)
Go head and you can watch me patiently waiting
Aimin', attackin', instead let one of my bitches slap you
I ain't watch you when your 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 is stop and totally quiet (sss..
oh)
Captain of ship, so call me the pilot
I leave you and your 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
you, worst than a brick and then be torturin' you
And get the reverend, and get to steppin', nigga!
shit'll make you..

[Chorus: Busta

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

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

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

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

[Busta
Well nigga (set it off) you know we seeing it through God
The streets be 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 this a long time ago

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

[Chorus: Busta & Method Man)]

Method 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 shit, absotruthly, Busta 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!