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(featuring Rhymes)
[Intro: Rhymes (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)
Let's take the 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 the Bust or Meth (find their mentor)
Yeah, I-I-I think the streets lookin' 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 niggaz try'nna see how I come ash
Main and evident, I'm huntin', yes, Meth for
Be in hell Dazel and George just for the hell of it
And I yellow kid, flows hot as kettle get
Now if you fuckin' with that, you must be celibate
Spaz! Just a little, got a sack fizzle
hash in the middle, where it at? In the middle, yup
Mommy if you got a fat ass, it jiggle, yup
Put it in my next video shot by X
And M-E-F gon' work til their any left
I'm get what I'm worth and not a penny less
Think fast (come on) bank (come on)
Everybody do it with your stank ass (just on)

Method Man (Busta Rhymes)]
Make you rob (what?) grab somebody (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?)
(come on!) Shaolin (come on!)
Queensbridge down to Long (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!

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

[Chorus: Rhymes]

[Interlude: Man (Busta Rhymes)]
Haha, that's the truth... my
(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 to blackout, follow the story now
Just feel my heat, and you I'm gonna
Just the street, but nigga did you
Know when you bout to it, my nigga
And you know we gon' get real stupid, my

Rhymes]
See the police coming (what?) coming (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?)

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' your gap, I allow it

Rhymes]
Well every nigga (set it off) you we seeing it through 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 of done this shit a long time ago

Man]
I got that shit that make rappers shit in they
Nasty M.C., I spit flows and spit in they
Man, tempt me, I'm nothin' like a curious child
I'm simply, a boy in the hood, with childs (this shit'll make you)

[Chorus: Busta Rhymes & 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 that shit?)
some shit, absotruthly, Busta Bust! (Meth Tical!)
Yeah... (yeah, let me when you wanna do that again, God)
Shit we can do that now, shout out to New Jersey, hahaha, yeah!