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[DJ
Ha haaaaa...

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

[DJ
[talking above Method 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 & roll
New and calicos!
Word has it we mathematic on rappers
Who add up, you get broke, battered and slapped up
8 stories in the nekkid call yo man Method
Straight guerilla iller kill a murder record
My verbal shooter it to ya
The 16-bar Ruger, yo funky dope manuevers
But I'm not ya Lover Cee, I'm the Super Sperm
Splash it on your skin rub it in like Lubriderm
10 out of 10 be the...
Men of all men I the...
de la creme a schemer...
Sippin' on and Zima...
professional 2...
(DJ CLUE!)
Now that Bush is president nigga we all

[DJ
Wooooooooooord!

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

My is...water and freeze
And mix this is...audio Jesus the repent shit big
it sharp like knife in a pop device
So "Duro you gotta let it bump!", I came from a hard life
say this kid be rude 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 like Phil Collins
Rock City baby knife through throat 'til you're broke
from the underground like sewer smoke
It's all shifty, I got my dogs wit' me
And they all rich, and still all-a palms itchy
We'll pump, rumble birds jungle urge
Walkin' like we talkin' drunk we stumble over words
*inhale*...Duro *inhale*...Slim *inhale*...Meth *inhale*...
*inhale*...Nine *inhale*...Hold up *inhale*...breath

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

It's just...Slim and DJ Clue
I ain't evil, I just do 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 oooooooon maaaaaaaan!