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(featuring Rhymes)
[Intro: Busta (Method Man)]
Aiyo, (What up, fam?)
You Busta-Bust had to come see you, God, it's good 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 your L, your 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 for this one for a long time
(Yeah, aiyo) on!

Man]
I came to the pain, more hard to the brain
Tical... I'm bustin' ass again
I burn like rain, that acid slang
These try'nna see how I come ash again
and evident, I'm huntin', yes, Meth for president
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 lookin'
Little hash in the middle, it at? In the middle, yup
Mommy if you got a fat ass, it jiggle, yup
Put it in my next shot by Little X
And gon' work til their ain't any left
I'm tryin' get what I'm worth and not a less
Think fast (come on) cash (come on)
Everybody do it with your ass (just come on)

[Chorus: Man (Busta Rhymes)]
Make you rob somebody (what?) grab (what?)
somebody (what?) slap somebody (what?)
Make you wanna step to the bar and sip (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 every hood what's (come on!)

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

Rhymes]
Now watch me back your shit up, I hope people pull up
And up and pack your shit up, homey, it's time to move
I'm singin', ma, do you let relieve you of all of your
Figure seating sketching, believe 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 watch you when your niggaz'll try
To feel a wrath of the un-rudely of a sleeping giant
(Very defiant), I give you the pressure
And then I apply it and then your breathing is stop and totally (sss..
oh)
Captain of this ship, so call me the
I leave you and your to collide with me
Die, on a nigga, just like a herd of a thousand cattle
That'll travel over 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 make 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 (to all my live niggaz)
{We here to blackout, the story now
feel my heat, and you know I'm gonna
Just the street, but nigga did you
Know when you bout to it, my nigga
And you know we gon' get stupid, my nigga}

[Busta
See the police (what?) Fireman 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 smash (what?)

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

Rhymes]
Well every nigga (set it off) you know we 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 shit a long ago

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

[Chorus: Rhymes & Method Man)]

[Outro: Man (Busta Rhymes)]
Every day, every rotation, come with it! (Let me talk... on, hah)
(Aiyo God) Yeah, lord? (Flipmode/Wu-Tang, nigga, ain't that shit?)
some 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!