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[Redman] [bad word] Brick City, yo Yo, yo Funk Doc straight lunatic since young At 8 paint chips the rare moon ---- That pair mics, my maintenance I battle you and then me and Meth exchange shifts For money, to your house arrest anklet I take it all, if not, here's a thousand Bricks, be shooting fair ones with bail bonds men I'm constant, on that paper chase Blow zip codes from bricks to 8-1-8 Doc serve to you to liquor in the plate Battle royal, in the ring smoking like ought to owe ya Fire thrown to the roof of you apartment Hit 95 then I hide with the Waltons Down South, the forty-four feela I'm a Dolo [bad word] you a Polo [bad word] I'm an Uptown shopper, you a Soho [bad word] Westside [bad word] homo [bad word] [LL Cool J (Method Man)] I'm the sultan of the ghetto The homicidal aficionado I empty niggas out like Cristal bottles, uh When I battle, I'm breaking Bentleys down to gravel I got the heat right here, we ain't got to travel I'm bigger than producers, I figured out you losers I knew my longevity confuse ya Big paper [bad word] [bad word] into these flames Recognize the power of the royal King James Phantom Menace, that's why niggas make faces like they drinking Guinness When they realize I'm not finished I've been paid, I've been platinum, been spittin', uh Been eatin', been ballin' and you know I'm [bad word] Platinum links, chicky-eyed blonde hair, honeys sippin' rainbow colored drinks Black thugs with white minks, ready to jack the brink Bend your little wifee over help her stretch out the kinks That's why ya niggaz freeze when I step up in the building The Godfather's here giving blessings to his children Carrots shine, the world all mine Can't believe these cats is poppin' [bad word] about papers in their rhymes Or bodies they collect, black Gotti shot a tech Them gangsta visions will have you [bad word] up in an ambulance Cats ain't live, look up in my eyes We can do this one more time, I'll let you decide The Alizae swigger, I clock twelve figgas Think Goulianni's rough I got some real [bad word] for niggas Never been defeated, niggas retreated Made the choice to be seated until my [bad word] Get loose, get loose, Method Man get loose What the world gonna do when my dogs get loose? (Blaze one) Blaze one (Blaze one) Blaze One Blaze, blaze, blaze one [Method Man] Now four corners, four seasons Four MC's with four reasons to bring this game to its knees And while you're down there, suck my [bad word] My whole motto is [bad word] it Hit the smoke shop and blow my budget MC's abusing my [bad word] using my [bad word] I'm hanging off the roof with one hand, losing my grip Now y'all don't wanna see me do that, now do you? Go straight cuckoo and terrorize rap, do you? I do my best work stressed out and under pressure Deep inside the mind is where you'll find my buried treasure I'm still wild, still Tical Still gritty style, foul, crimi-niminal, individual Sing a song a six street Pocket full of chits Too many rappers be on John Gotti's [bad word] Now this is something that we don't rehearse Put that rap [bad word] second, and hip-hop first [bad word] Easy, ain't near niggas spitting like me Nor Murderers [bad word] INC Niggas will pass me, look me in the face, ask me Are y'all really on the way or did somebody ask me Ja the myth, ready hand me the fifth let me explain Your lil' man made me give him a lift So you ridin' with gangstas I'm up to a whole lot of other [bad word] Murderers is the clique, niggas can't deal with Try it (hataz) you gonna get yours to knife Lesson tonight by the four-four Niggas want more than a little bit, hot [bad word] [bad word] with Hot Nix I'm the best at that [bad word] So [bad word] explain this We ride [bad word] so well,