, Young Zee)      [Method Man]   Uh, get ya stank on      [Radio voice]   WWKYA, WE'RE KICKIN YOUR ASS!      [Mally G/Jamal]   My receitals is worth ten titles   I shit on wrote Bibles, if you don't like me I don't like you   I liable to load the rifle, hit the roof and snipe you   The shit I spit damaging your vitals   Nobody ride through like my squad do   Got all y'all players suicidal   Actin niggas, take two   You heard the news, I'ma break it to ya   We're here to headline the bill and   Featuring Funk Doc, Tical and the villain   A mic murder for hire, ten grand a killin   Yo Funk Doc, pass the glock, this bitch nigga grillin   I make moves wit my big dog ?bounce?   Staten Island to the Bricks for mo' chips and mo' pounds   Y'all know who really lockin this shit down   When we rock it, don't we all stand out?   Y'all hazardarious, clear out   Get ya ass out 'fore I tear it out   And show you what I'm talkin 'bout      [Chorus: Redman, Method Man (Young Zee)]   Yo get ya up and get ya high, ha!   Get ya stoned and get ya wide   Dat's dat shit (like or not, niggas sleepin wit the fifth)   Dat's dat shit (like or not, bitches fightin over dick)   Aiyyo we get ya up and get ya high (yeah)   Get ya stoned and get ya wide   Dat's dat shit (like or not, niggas sleepin wit the fifth)   Dat's dat shit (like or not, bitches fightin over dick)      [Redman]   I'm high-powered, the dog rott weiler   Chocolate thai showers got Doc cookin minute rice for five hours   You wet cowards, I'm live wire   Ya bitch ass probably wash ya hands wit Palmolive   Yo Bricks holler, I got the plan printed   Load it and it goes like summer jam tickets   Fam can't dig it, pop goes the wea-sel   You be hidin under your peacoat wit people   I told cops, roll blocks, no props   Fo' pops, Hennesy back and we both shot   That's how we go out, are you the thug type?   To ride down like Hopper from a Bug Life?   Watch the movie, haters tried to eye screw D   Your beef in small claims court, Judge Judy   When you and I meet up, the fight heat up   Bloody up ya wife beater then light weed up      [Chorus]      [Method Man]   I melt wax, Cuban Link chain react   Breezin through these tracks wit the highest of velocity   Play me like Monopoly   Pay me everytime you trespass on my property   I'm Dick Dastardly, no use in cop blockin me   Sloppily, your woman on the stop-watch clockin me   Possibly I rock well, somebody always watchin me   Livin in the street life, my eyes seen atrocity   Undress a kid properly   When I keeps it movin that means there ain't no stoppin me   Constant motivation, the god fiend bury kings   Proper education, Allah sees everything   How High, just another form of elevation   That's why I choose to build from the basement   Twelve-thirty-one-ninety-nine, times are wastin   More these Hot Dog MC's next to Nathan   Allah Math, break the phonograph in half   Promoters on some bullshit, short wit Johhny cash   (Dat's dat shit) They got snitches rattin on the click   (Dat's dat shit) They got bitches fightin over dick   WHERE THE LOVE AT, when you're young, broke and black   It's over there, in the ashtray, who got a match?      [Chorus]      [Young Zee]   Yeah yeah yeah, Young Zee got bitches fightin over dick      [Redman]   Get ya up and get ya high   Funk Doc got bitches fightin over dick      [Method Man]   Yeah yeah yeah yeah, Meth-Tical got bitches fightin over dick      [Redman (Young Zee)]   Get ya up and get ya high (All y'all stupid bitches keep fightin over dick)   Get ya stoned and get ya wide   Get ya up and get ya high (HIIIIIGH!)   Get ya stoned and get ya wide wide (Yeah yeah)   Get ya stoned and get ya high (Fightin over dick)   Get ya stoned and get ya high ha   Get ya up and get ya high ha (Fightin over dick)   Get ya stoned and get ya high ha