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 Artist : METHOD MAN
 
 The ? | METHOD MAN(feat. Redman)
 [Redman]
 Man he must of bumped his motherfucking head or something
 Yo
 Yo M.C.'s out there, you betta stand clear
 It's Funk Doc M.E.TH on da world premiere
 From New Jerz straight talk, america's best
 Co' Island Staten Island is where I'm at
 Y'all  amateurs act like hoes affendin us
 We're special eders go on tours on banana bus
 D. O. same m.o., drive through bricks
 Chicken shotty, that ass make me lie to my bitch
 Word to god doc throw more lines then fishin rod
 No stars, we're supergod non recouperb-alls (yo)
 Buttons is pressed to remove the press
 Press a bullshit, my index press a full clip (YO)
 Set up cones when I'm firing chrom
 I hittin ladies to old men in retirement homes
 Dail 9-1-1 runnin gun in the street dungeon
 Earth, moon and stars checkin out what the sun done
 Suspects change clothes
 Before I leave the heat, I put two in rain grove for my range rove
 Hot to death, cops is vex
 I push a buck 60 if they try to block the lex
 Drive by on the baja
 Snatch the cartier watch I
 Boucnce laughing off like clue "HAHA"
 Doc is like poppy, supplying you grand
 So breaka breaka while I turn it to the Shoalin Man
 
 [Method Man]
 Foreva underground
 Nigga duck the mic when we come around
 Control hammer like the mighty Thor
 Bringin thunda down
 Now you're in store for predator
 Like refugees I come to settle score
 Half-baked medifore, that taste even better raw
 Hardcore holy war
 Hits from the resevoir, southpaw saboteur
 Land sharks get they chin checked when I jabba jaw
 Time to walk my labrodor
 Livin out my dreams, at the same time shatter yours
 Code red fill 'em full of lead
 Greatful dead live from Hemstead
 Tiger Kunk Fu know the ledge
 Check the full fledged knucklehead
 Clam bread, livin on the edge used to be the best
 Jack Frost sniffin at your nose, get your Suddafed
 Rap Cheech and Chong, me and Red official budda head
 Off track like O.D.B., I'm too black
 I'm like Zoro, I mark a Wu, sign your back, motherfucka
 
 [Chorus:]
 (It aint even a question) This side niggaz too hardcore
 (It aint even a question) That side niggaz too hardcore
 (It aint even a question) In the middle niggaz too hardcore
 So what cha, what cha, what cha, want (What cha want?)
 
 (It aint even a question) Def Squad niggaz too hardcore
 (It aint even a question) Wu Tang  niggaz too hardcore
 (It aint even a question) Def Jam nigga too hardcore
 (Turn it up, turn it up, turn it up) So what cha, what cha, what cha, want?
 
 [Redman]
 Yo stomp wit the big dogs
 Sick dog lurkin (Roof Roof)
 Doc bradshaw, behind ball plant and steel curtains
 Denver Bronco fan, glock squirtin
 Brick city, stering wheel hurtin
 Prepare y'all fast car for lane mergin
 Hasta manana, y'all crash like that Yanna cock block into gramma
 Got cock in Atlanta, rockin P.P.P. Bandanas
 While we fuck 'em on camera
 It's too late to plant bate for my click to fall
 We dodge boobie-traps and pitfalls and thick fog
 When I tee, LA ride,  "It's y'alls"
 Website couldnn't find a site wit macintosh
 On John Walsh
 America's Most, aim for spots to put more in a terrier coat
 [Method Man]
 Uh huh, we speak for the unheard
 Caught in the matrix
 Sound from the subbasement, "Spread the word"
 Like uncureables from dirty bird, beyond basic
 John Wu these fake niggaz, give 'em replacements
 The thrilla of a park killer
 Bubonic plague any M.C., that swear he illa
 Inject the dufus wit the lupus
 Yukmouth rhymes that leave him toothless
 My filled fly and filled groupless
 Observe the record, livin out my name Repid
 Study man and all his methods
 And through his ethic, learn to expect the unexpected
 One step ahead I, return like Jedi
 Three hours behind your punk ass, catchin a red eye
 First class but cooler than coach, murder he wrote
 On the wall of the bathroom stalls shittin these quotes
 "Fuck you all"
 Scaredy cat kid, duckin these dogs
 You don't like us, then we don't like y'all. Lick The Balls!
 Be easy, speak easy
 This one be off the heazzzaaaayyy
 Like my pubic hair, black and greazzzzzaaayyyy
 
 [Chorus]
 
 (It aint even a question) [x5]
 
 Caution
 Warning
 Overload
 System Overload
 All Systems Ready
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