[methodman] aaaow! (boo!) uh, uh yo uh microphone checka swingin sword lecture closin' down the sector, supreme neck protector better warn 'em kid Mr. meth's a bolling pot about to blow his lid from the pressure , too hot for t.V for sheesy, too many niggas wanna be hard, be easy It's all in together ,going all out together It don't take much to please me still holmes I'm never sastisfy like the stones we don't condone bitiing' see those southern crossbones protecting what I'm writting Don't clash with titan, who blast with a license to kill rap recitings come on in the zone with ya nigga from the group home TICAL(fuck your life style!) *blows* put you lights out get this shit a crakin'got you feenin' 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 additude cover me I'm going in ,walls closin in got us bustin ' off these pistols my niggas got issues ,again, same song armed with the mega bomb blow you out the frame then I'm gone.
[Redmam] yo, I was going too but we rome cellular phones doc-meth back inthe flesh ,blood and bones don't condone , spit bank loans and homegrown suckers break like turbo in Ozone when i , grab the broom moon -walk platoon hawk my goon's bark leave in the blue lagoon lost (TRUE) three nines and the glove with nasu he dying in the car while we behind on the bars hatters don't touch ( what?)weigh us both up now my neighbor doped up, got the cable hooked up,all channels lift my shirt all mammal you ship off keys and we ship grand pianos sawed off shot gun, 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, laaaa yeah come on, red and meth gettin jumped la,la,la,la,la,la,la, laaaa