gunsmoke; smell the scent Big bullets, wiggle ya guts like gelatin Cut through ya skeleton, knockage intelligence Ride, stand, and bite the dust Jake wanna be like a Russian
bad motherfucker All I know, he's about to drop some shit now Who's the man? Rahzel's the man, so, yo, pass the Method 1200 styles, crush your crew
you chameleons Mortal beings, what? Pure earthlings, yeah Traveling through the bowels of Brooklyn blood as a halogen Standing on Flatbush, hollering with my hooligans Unify my styles like the Russian
her friend talkin bout dick I snatched the receiver from that bitch like CLICK She got all excited, tryin to throw fit Swung at me then I swung back - BITCH! [Method
and prepare to enter verbal combat Fuck you losers, while you fake jacks I makes maneuvers Like Hitler, stickin' up [Incomprehensible] wit German [Incomprehensible] The Mr. Meth
you chameleons Mortal beings, what? ! pure earthlings--yeah! Traveling through the bowels of brooklyn blood as a hallogen Standing on flatbush hollering with my hooligans Unify my styles like the russian
, bring da motherfuckin' ruckus Bring da motherfuckin' ruckus I rip it hardcore, like porno flick bitches I roll with groups of ghetto bastards with biscuits Check it, my method
Key Largo Runnin' Nat narcotic By George he got it Takin' makin' the G erotic And the fiends they scheme So he can put 'em down But his method is wreck
one no Having too much fun way up here on the Sun yo They should really sell my CD's at the gun show A two-disc set is like Russian Roulette Afghanistan
pellets and, gunsmoke; smell the scent Big bullets wiggle ya guts like gelatin Cut through ya skeleton, knockage intelligence Bystanders bite the dust Jake wanna be like a Russian
Your crimi-nal pen pal kidnapped Loud, jetted the Mosyin, posin for them niggaz up in Poland Rollin wax style museum, G 'em Them richest niggaz bless this Like Russian
enter verbal combat Verse Four: Method Man Fuck you losers, while you fake jacks I makes maneuvers like Hitler, stickin up [jews] wit german [lugers] The Mr. Meth
Largo Runnin' Nat narcotic By George he got it Takin' makin' the G erotic And the fiends they scheme So he can put 'em down But his method is wreck
! But yo! Back to the subject, Wu's tryin' ta get wrecked yo Pass the weed thru your shit god mic check! Need a little meth yo true!!! Back to me flippin
styles of danger [Chorus] [Verse Three: Inspectah Deck] I rip it hardcore, like porno-flick bitches I roll with groups of ghetto bastards with biscuits Check it, my method
