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(featuring Rhymes)
Busta Rhymes (Method Man)]
Aiyo, (What up, fam?)
You know Busta-Bust had to come see you, God, 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 your L, smoke your L
And (kiss the sky)
Huh! And if you ever the Bust or Meth (find their mentor)
Yeah, I-I-I the streets been lookin' for this one for a long time
(Yeah, aiyo) on!

[Method
I came to bring the pain, hard to the brain
Tical... I'm that ass again
I burn like rain, that acid slang
These niggaz see how I come ash again
Main and evident, I'm huntin', yes, for president
Be in hell with Dazel and George for the hell of it
And I yellow kid, flows hot as kettle get
Now if you ain't with that, you must be celibate
Spaz! Just a little, got a sack lookin'
Little hash in the middle, 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 ain't any
I'm tryin' get what I'm and not a penny less
Think fast (come on) cash (come on)
Everybody do it with stank ass (just come on)

Method Man (Busta Rhymes)]
Make you rob somebody (what?) grab (what?)
Stomp somebody (what?) 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 what's (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 people up
And pick up and pack your shit up, homey, it's time to
I'm singin', ma, do you let relieve 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 let one of my bitches slap you
I ain't watch you when 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 apply it and then your breathing is and totally quiet (sss..
oh)
Captain of ship, so call me the pilot
I leave you and your crew to with me
Die, stomp on a nigga, just a herd of a thousand cattle
That'll travel over your face and frazzle shit
Shot you, than a brick and then be torturin' you
And get the reverend, and get to steppin', nigga!
This make you..

[Chorus: Busta

Method Man (Busta Rhymes)]
Haha, the truth... my nigga
(Nigga, listen, listen, let me talk) Let me talk! (huh)

[Busta (Method Man) {both}
Can't you see I got for you now
(Shake big fat ass in front 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 know I'm
Just keep the street, but did you
Know when you bout to it, my nigga
And you know we get real stupid, my nigga}

Rhymes]
See the coming (what?) Fireman coming (what?)
Street niggaz to riot and start dummin' (what?)
I to see it, whenever you and your man frontin' (what?)
Me and step to you, quick! And smash somethin' (what?)

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

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

[Method
I got that shit that make rappers in they shoes
Nasty M.C., I spit flows and spit in food
Man, don't tempt me, I'm nothin' like a child
I'm simply, a boy in the hood, furious childs (this shit'll make you)

[Chorus: Busta & Method Man)]

Method 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 do that again, God)
Shit we can do that right now, out to New Jersey, hahaha, yeah!