[Intro: Method Man]Come on1, 2, 1, 2, uh uh1, 2, 1, 2Mr. Meth, Funk Doc1, 2, 1, 2, uh uh1, 2, 1, 2DJ Scratch on the track1, 2, 1, 2Wa wa 1, 2, 1, 2Break your mothafuckin' back1, 2, 1, 2Ah yo yo[Verse 1: Method Man]My lyric is AWOLBatter up, play ballFuck y'all analog niggas, we be digitalSubliminal command from the 5-star generalAttack you from the blind side, invisibleTo the naked eyeWhere them criminals?Better have your 8 essential vitamins and mineralsWhen Wu is coming through, you know the outcome (Critical!)Conditionin' your physical for injurin'The officer and gentleman who stack private Benjamin[Verse 2: Redman]Off a beat like thisI keep a night stickIn case any stick up kid with heat might missI chicken fry rice bitch in a white trenchBustin off two macks, I'm like "I'm hit!"Yo, I'm just playin'I clear the crowd out like a pepper spray can sprayin'I throw lightning out the arms, RaidenYour guard should prayNext year I do nothin' more than Y2K{Hook: Method Man (Redman)}We sayWa wa wa wa 1, 2, 1, 2Wa wa wa wa 1, 2, 1, 2We sayWa wa wa wa 1, 2, 1, 2 we sayWa wa wa wa 1, 2, 1, 2We sayWa wa wa wa 1, 2, 1, 2Wa wa wa wa 1, 2, 1, 2And if you say fuck me(I'mma say fuck you)Wa wa wa wa 1, 2, 1, 2[Verse 3: Method Man]From debutant down to stripperI'm too nonchalantA drink mixed with four kinds of liquorsCatch me at the bar "Fu Bar"Ladies know who we are and dream of fuckin' a starWho da scrub?Shotgun in his man car, burnin' upForever gettin' thrown out the clubIt be us, PaulShot out and buggedI smoke bud, sniff a bee's ass to get a buzzI'm everything you think you don't know[Verse 4: Redman]I throw a 5 in the powerPop a wheelie with the front end hittin' speed bumps, 40 miles per hourI'm out at Howard, next to BaltimoreTakin' change out the fountains at shopping mallsRats can only afford Chuck-E-CheeseThe blood in my genes is tough like Buddy LeeSemi-dart auto off ya, blood coughin'Meth pull the last spark plug with a heart pump{Hook}[Verse 5:Redman]Call me Will, enemy at stateWhen Funk Doc run the scamNew jacks stutterin', dudder? man from the upper handPunch, atomic bomb'll hit manyFrom Bricks to South Park, you dyin' with KennyWhile you bailin', I'm trailin'Rockin' hard hat helmetsClip the satellite surveillanceWhen I walk by, you better not be kickin'Or I'll put two more in that teriyaki chicken[Verse 6: Method Man]You've just been fitted for them cement shoesThis is bottom of the lake rapsStab you in the back, Kung Fu52 cops can't withstand the 52 blocksUnless they bust like 52 shotsI'm the has-been that have notBattle kids at Maxwell's houseKnow when I'm good to the last dropWhat's my name? Meth, his name, DocJust like urbanSee me in the grand transportation splurgin'Drivin' with a turban who push a black Suburban (come on)We rollin' windows half down through the urbanNetwork, law, lay it down like a PersianM to the E to the F, spell curtains[Verse 7: Redman]Get out your car, suckerThis ain't yoursRobbed you with a gun that's filled with paintballsAnd broads got the nerve to act funnyYou a champagne ho with Kool-Aid moneyFrown bitch, Doc up in that tail quickYou back down a point on NFL BlitzI'm liable to break fool and take twoAnd punch a hole in the earth to escape through{Hook}[Outro: Method Man]DJ ScratchNot ready for prime time playasMr. Meth, Funk DocDef Jam 2000 muthafuckasssssss!!! (echos out)Hold me down, babyNod your head to thisCome on![Redman]Ey yo, this is WKYA radioWe kickin' your mothafuckin' assYo, Flex![Funkmaster Flex]That's right, it's goin' downRedman, Method Man, blackin' the funk outNow listen!