Method Man, Redman - Da Rockwilder

Oh my God, oh my God Aaaaauw (Boom), Uh, yeah

Microphone checka, swingin' sword lecture Closin' down the sector, supreme neck protector Better warn them 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 Put your lights out Get the shit to crackin' got you feelin' 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

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 no ozone

When I, grab the broom Moon-walk platoon hawk my goons bark Leave you in a Blue Lagoon lost, true V9's and a glove with Nasu he dyin' in the car

While we behind on the bars Haters don't touch Weigh us both up Now my neighbor doped up

Got the cable hooked up, all channels Lift my shirt up, all mammal 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, la

Yeah come on, Red and Meth gettin' jumped La, la, la, la La, la, la, la