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

Man]
I came to bring the pain, hard to the brain
Tical... I'm that 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 ain't fuckin' with that, you must be
Spaz! a little, got a sack lookin' fizzle
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 gon' work til their ain't any
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)]
you rob somebody (what?) grab somebody (what?)
Stomp (what?) slap somebody (what?)
Make you step to the bar and sip Bacardi (what?)
Wild out, in the club, we in the party (what?)
Brooklyn (come on!) (come on!)
Queensbridge down to Long (come on!)
Bronx, (come on!) Manhattan (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!

Rhymes]
Now watch me back your shit up, I hope your pull up
And pick up and pack shit up, homey, it's time to move
While I'm singin', ma, do you let you of all of your
seating 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 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 it and then your breathing is stop and totally quiet (sss..
oh)
Captain of this ship, so call me the
I leave you and your to collide with me
Die, stomp on a nigga, just like a 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 shit'll you..

[Chorus: Busta

[Interlude: 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 high bidders (to all my niggaz)
{We here to blackout, the story now
Just my heat, and you know I'm gonna
Just the street, but nigga did you
Know you bout to lose it, my nigga
And you know we gon' get stupid, my nigga}

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

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

[Busta
every nigga (set it off) you know 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 that make rappers shit in they shoes
Nasty M.C., I spit flows and spit in food
Man, don't tempt me, I'm like a curious child
I'm simply, a boy in the hood, with furious childs (this shit'll you)

[Chorus: Rhymes & Method Man)]

Method 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?)
That's some shit, absotruthly, 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!