Intro: Redman [Method Man]
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Haha, yeah
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[All the big head bitches that been fucked]
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Yeah
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[Redman]
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Yo yo yo yo
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We "Push Weight" with Ice Cube's in a cup
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(AmeriKKKa's) Most Wanted
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Police pin it up
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(Alaza an a)
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Thug passion brotha what
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Bloatin gettin a girl preganant
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Off a finger aaaaahhhhh
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Doc da code name
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Murgin proclaims off the lot
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(We can die)
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Yeah i'm takin full blame
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I'm hard headed cat fitted for rythmes
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I touch up your shapper when Doc spit on the ????
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What it is my brotha
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(Gonna live my brotha)
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How you live my brotha
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(Real civilized brotha)
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I'm not fryed Jaul when i walk the streets
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I rock wit da 4 cds (not a force ehcos....)
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[Method Man]
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Chin checks in effect
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Catch red
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(Put him in a yokes snap his neck)
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Mr. M.E.F
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(The bigheads is at it again)
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Bone shattering, beat battering me
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Scattering like roaches
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Blessin with the over dosage of black black
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(Say goodbye you got no class)
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Ship sinkin fast
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(Bon Voyage)
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Cya at the bottom when i spot um
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Grab him by the throat and say aaahuuumm i got um
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Chorus: 2X
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Wassup my brotha?
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Aiyyo wassup my brotha?
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Aiyyo wassup my sis?
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Aiyyo wassup now sis?
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I got whacha need
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And you got what i need
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Got da mad Maaad Crew up in da house
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[Redman]
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Yo Yo doggs its my Fort Doc
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Shot wit vaults until death news can talk
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Cripple kids can walk
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My style will show guns what it is to spark
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Hit a clear the park 20 miles apart
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Doc is like bad weather reports but i'll walk
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If your not from the tri-boro, story settled
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I pack gordy metal for those who act fool
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Big fish in da water and we hard to harpoon
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I'm like open wounds pourin iodine
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Messin wit us is like saving "Private Ryan"
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You acting out a line now you lying, dying
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Wash my evil hands in the fire hydrant
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Yeah Girl! My kahuna's hooked up in da harnass
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Flying through hard knock life is still torn
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My ropes poped in Chicago i hit the floor then
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Got up and woke up wit a burn in the morning
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[Method Man]
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Aiyyo we mo phat then down south trash
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And you know dat
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With fomat blow the welcome of our door mat.
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Toes tapped
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Now the helified sound
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Why your town off the road map
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Baby mess around
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I propose that, you go and get your crew and get the bozac too
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Def squad Wu
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Or just slave to the rivrim
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Clinton is the prez i still voted for cherly chism
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Poison is venom my philosophy is busyism
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The most beautiful is ????
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Minutes as usawal, play your corner
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Swingin the ghetto pharmasuiticals the Methadonna
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Or the old Flinstone chewables and mary mary mary
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So dont ever say i didnt warn ya
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And i dont wanna be the one to stick the doggs on ya
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Ruuugh
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I'm still ghetto, i rhyme ghetto, my peoples ghetto
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Pants and saggy teeth yellow
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Now thats what i call grimy
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A million crazy kids behind me
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Killa hills 10304 is where you'll find me
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If your lookin baby i'm right here!
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Cmon down!
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Chorus 2X
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Yo Crew up in da house
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Yo Yo Crew up in da house
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We got Crew up in da house
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We got da mad Maaad Crew up in da house
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WKYA
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Where all my peoples at that love hip hop??
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Make some noise!
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I'll cya'll
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I'll cya'll
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Throw your ones up in the air like this so everybody can see um
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And when i say hip hop......ya'll say one love!
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Hip hop!
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One love!
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Hip hop
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One love!
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Hip hop!
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One love!
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Maaad Crew
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Method Man & Redman |