[Chorus 8X: Method Man w/ Clinton Sparks scratching up Meth samples]
Yeah yeah, now, oh
[Method Man]
Uh Oh like Lumidee, if Meth ain't that shit by now, I'm soon to be
When I choke hold mics, I don't give em room to breathe
I'm just doin me, but bitch if you fine, I'll do you free
By now if you don't know who it be, don't make me tell
Just know I Killa Mike like that kid from ATL
If you fail to plan, baby plan to fail
Man my game ugly as that nigga Sam ???
I'm so funky, I can't even stand the smell
Come on, life's a drag, roll it up and inhale
Don't get comfy, I cramo your style like a monkey
Even +Deemi+ needs +Moore+ than Ashton Kutcher to punk me
My four five barks
Just one shot is enough to clear the block like it's time for 106 & Park
Staten Island dropping your ass, we mean business
With guns that put a shot in your ass like free clinics
Yeah, and I ain't finished with the menace
Uh, nah, and I ain't finished with the menace
Uh, nah, I ain't finished with the menace, come on
Now, oh shit, low and behold
RZA and Meth got another ninja scroll
Man I end your foes
Send chills down their spine like December cold
Never been before like a ?wallet?, can't call it, won't pretend to know
Wack shit, turn my back on it like a friend that stole
Been in the game ten years, I got ten to go
It's the prince and the dark knight, let's begin, ayo, call me Mr. Low Maintenance
Tell them hoes I'm like a doctor that lost his lisence, I got no patience
Or got time to wastin, if you ain't fam, you ain't relatin'
These hating hot dog rappers is bakin
Without love, like a stoner without bud
Your ass is as flat as a soda without suds
Who got the nerve to think that Meth can't rhyme
Put a nine to your skull and get that out your mind
[Chorus]