Lyrics:

[Meth]



Come on



1 2 1 2 uh uh



1 2 1 2



Mr. Meth, Funk Doc



1 2 1 2



Uh uh 1 2 1 2



DJ Scratch on the track



1 2 1 2



Wa wa 1 2 1 2



Break your motha fuckin back



1 2 1 2



Ah yo yo



My, lyric is 8 ball



Batter up play ball



Fuck yawl and the law



Niggas we be digital, subliminal, come in



From the 5 star general



Attack you from the blind side, invisible



To the naked eye



Where them criminals



Better have your 8 essential vitamins and minerals



The wu is coming through you know the outcome



Critical



Condition in your physical for injurin



The officer and gentleman who stack by the benjamen







[Redman]



Off a beat like this



I keep a night stick



In case any stick up care where heat might miss



I chicken fry rice bitch



In a white trench



Bustin off two macks I'm like 'I'm hit'!!!



I'm just playin, I clear the croud out



Like a peppa can sprayin



I throw lightin out the arms raiden



Go guard your pray



Next year I do nothin more than Y2K







{Hook}



We say



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We say



Wa wa wa wa 1 2 1 2 we say



Wa wa wa wa 1 2 1 2



We say



Wa wa wa wa 1 2 1 2



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And if you say fuck me [Meth]



I'm a say fuck you [Redman]



Wa wa wa wa 1 2 1 2







[Meth]



From deputant down to stripper



I'm too nonchalaunt



A drink mixed with four kinds of liquors



Catch me at the bar 'Fu Bar'



Ladies know who we are and



Dream of fuckin a star



Who da scrub



Shotgun in this man car



Burnin up



Forever gettin thrown out the club



It be us Paul



Shot out and bugged



I smoke bud, sniff a bee's ass to get a buzz



I'm everything you think you don't know







[Redman]



I throw a 5 in the power



Poppa wheely with the front end hittin speed bumps, 40 miles per hour



I'm out at Howard, next to Baltimore



Takin change out the fountains at shoppin malls



Rats can only afford Chuck E Cheese



The blood in my jeans is tough like Buddy Lee



Semi-dart auto off ya, blood coughin



Meth pull the last spark plug with a heart pump







{Hook}







[Redman]



Call me will, enemy I state



When 4 Doc run the scam



New jacks studderin, that the man from the upperhand



Punch, atomic bomb I hit many



>From Bricks to South Park you dyin with Kenny



While you bailin I'm trailin



Rockin hard hat helmets clip the satellite servallence



When I walk by you better not be kickin



Or i put two more in that terriyaki chicken







[Meth]



You've just been fitted for them seeman shoes



This is bottom of the lake raps



Stab you in the back



Kung Fu



52 cops can't withstand the 52 blocks



Unless they bust like 52 shots



I'm the has been that have not



Battle kids at Maxwell's house



Know when I'm good to the last drop



Whats my name Meth he's name Doc



Just like urban



See me in the gran transportation splurgin



Drivin with a turban who push a black suburban (come on)



We rollin windows half down through the urban



Network law lay it down like a persian



M to the E to the F, spell curtain







[Redman]



Get out your car sucker



This ain't yours



Robbed you with a gun that filled with paint balls



And brauds got the nerve to act funny



You a champaine ho, with kool aide money



Frown bitch, Doc up in that town quick



You back down a point on NFL blitz



I'm lyin buddah break fool and take two



And put your hole in the earth to escape through







{Hook}







{Talked}



DJ Scratch



Not ready for prime time playas



Mr. Meth, Funk Doc



Def Jam 2000 mutha fuckasssssss!!! (echos out)







Calm me down baby



Nod your head to this



Come on







Ey yo this is WKYA radio



We kickin your motha fuckin ass



Yo Flex



Thats right it's goin down



Redman, Method Man blackin the funk out



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