Lyrics:

[Redman]



Oh my god, oh my god!







[Method Man]



Aaaow! (Boo!)



Uh, uh, yo, uh



Microphone checka, swingin' sword lecture



Closin' down the sector, supreme neck protector



Better warn 'em kid, Mr. Meth's a boiling pot



About to blow his lid from the pressure, too hot for TV



For cheesy, too many wanna be hard be easy



It's all N'together, going all out together



It don't take much to please me



Still homes I'm never satisfy like the Stones



We don't condone bitin' see them selling crossbones



Protecting what I'm writing



Don't clash with the Titan who blast with a license



To kill rap reciting



Come on, in the zone with ya nigga from the Group Home



TICAL! (Fuck your lifestyle!)



*Blows*



Put your lights out



Get the shit to crackin' got you feenin' with your pipes out



Time for some action, surfin' the avenue



Mad at you, where I used to battle crews



Back when Antoinette had that attitude



Cover me I'm going in, walls closing in



Got us bustin' off these pistols



My niggas got issues, again, same song



Armed with the mega bomb



Blow you out the frame and then I'm gone.







[Redman]



Yo, I was going too but we roam, cellular phones



Doc-Meth back in the flesh, blood and bones



Don't condone, spit bank loans and homegrown



Suckers break like Turbo in ozone



When I, grab the broom



Moon-walk platoon hawk my goons bark



Leave you in a blue lagoon lost (true)



Three nines and a glove with Nasu he dying in the car



While we behind on the bars



Haters don't touch (what?) weigh us both up



Now my neighbor dope up



Got the cable hooked up, all channels



Lift my shirt all mammals



You ship off keys and we ship Grand Pianos.



Sawed off shotgun



Hand on the pump, sippin' on a forty



Yo smokin' on a blunt



Bust my gun and Red and Meth gettin jumped



La, la, la, la, la, la, la, laaaaa



Yeah come on, Red and Meth gettin jumped



La, la, la, la, la, la, la, laaaaa