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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)
Let's take the streets for a ride (Okay, we ridin' high)
Yeah, you light your L, smoke your L
And (kiss the sky)
Huh! And if you disrespect 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 bring the pain, more hard to the
Tical... I'm that ass again
I burn acid rain, that acid slang
These try'nna see how I come ash again
Main and evident, I'm huntin', yes, for president
Be in with Dazel and George 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
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 tryin' get what I'm worth and not a less
Think (come on) bank cash (come on)
do it with your stank ass (just come on)

Method Man (Busta Rhymes)]
Make you rob (what?) grab somebody (what?)
Stomp (what?) slap somebody (what?)
Make you step to the bar and sip Bacardi (what?)
out, spaz in the club, we in the party (what?)
Brooklyn (come on!) (come on!)
Queensbridge down to Long (come on!)
Bronx, nigga (come on!) (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 up, I hope your people pull up
And pick up and pack your shit up, homey, time to move
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 babble you can watch me waiting
Aimin', attackin', instead I'mma let one of my slap you
I ain't watch you your niggaz'll try
To feel a wrath of the un-rudely waking of a giant
(Very defiant), once I you the pressure
And then I apply it and then your breathing is stop and quiet (sss..
oh)
Captain of this ship, so me the pilot
I you and your crew to collide with me
Die, stomp on a nigga, just like a of a thousand cattle
That'll travel your face and frazzle 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

[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 big fat ass in front of me now)
To all my bidders (to all my live niggaz)
{We to blackout, follow the story now
Just feel my heat, and you know I'm
Just the street, but nigga did you
when you bout to lose it, my nigga
And you we gon' get real stupid, my nigga}

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

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

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

Man]
I got that shit make rappers shit in they shoes
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, furious childs (this shit'll make you)

[Chorus: Busta Rhymes & Man)]

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