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[DJ
Ha haaaaa...

[Method
Now...now...now...unnhhh..
two shit...WHAT!
Staten up in this mad-a-fulka...
Mr. rep rep rep rep rep rep...
For the
Wu-Tang Killa Beez forever my
Yeah...we put our draws in it...CLUE!

[DJ
[talking over above Man verse]
New Man!
Eminem...
Royce...
CLUE!

Man]
Niggaz is "Oh my God not you!"
Yes I'm in the flesh like heads through your vest
No contest, M.E.-Eth obsessed
With sex, drugs and rock &
New and calicos!
Word has it we mathematic on rappers
Who don't add up, you get broke, battered and up
8 million stories in the call yo man Method
Straight iller nigga kill a murder record
My verbal does it to ya
The 16-bar Ruger, bustin' yo dope manuevers
But I'm not ya Super Lover Cee, I'm the Sperm
Splash it on your skin rub it in like Lubriderm
10 out of 10 be the...
Men of all men I the...
Creme de la a schemer...
Sippin' on and Zima...
True 2...
(DJ CLUE!)
Now that Bush is president nigga we all

[DJ
Wooooooooooord!

It's like a jungle sometimes it me wonder
Why I keep on duckin' under the bed I hear thunder
'cause I ain't crazy, I say shit that's crazy to people
To make 'em believe I'm so they can relate to me
And believe in Shady so they can be evil baby
I like that! I'm only as crazy as people me
Believe me, be just as many muthafuckin' murderers
And heroin without Marlilyn's music
But I figure I make my music I care if you use it
To murder somebody, I just be there when you do it!
Now the parents are suein' little Darren is screwin'
and Susan cause I told him to do it on Clue's new shit
Now all ruined, the whole world is fucked up
of me? Two 12-year old girls is knocked up
My attitude's it' like Pac's was at one point
come join? Pick up a glock and just point
Now killin' everybody and everybody's bloody
And I'm just laughin' like funny
Cause I don't really give a shit about
I'm so muthafuckin' nutty I give a fuck about nuttin'!

My wrist is...water and
And mix is...audio Jesus the repent shit gets big
it sharp like knife in a pop device
So "Duro you gotta let it bump!", I came from a knock life
They say this kid be like this can't be true
I suck my own like if I had a rib removed
Vampire, sun go down I'm wylin'
Bullets travel through the air in the night Phil Collins
Rock City baby knife through your 'til you're broke
Rise from the underground like smoke
It's all shifty, I got all-a my dogs me
And they all rich, and still all-a they palms
We'll pump, rumble over jungle urge
Walkin' like we talkin' drunk while we stumble over
*inhale*...Duro *inhale*...Slim *inhale*...Meth *inhale*...
*inhale*...Nine *inhale*...Hold up *inhale*...breath

[Method
just...Mr. Meth and DJ Clue
I ain't crazy, I do what the beats say do

It's just...Slim and DJ Clue
I evil, I just do what the beats say do

Unnh..Royce 5-9 and DJ
I ain't bad, I just do the beats say do..unnh...

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[DJ
DJ Clue!
Storm!
Come maaaaaaaan! [echoes]