Water

[Verse 1: Method Man] Ridin' dirty, got a Ruger in your lap Black suit, 7:30, couple shooters from the trap They done killed the homie brother What you s'posed to do with that? Who gon tell his baby mother that her dude ain’t coming back? That kind of pain is hard to put into a rap The block is hot and can’t nobody move a pack When you shooting on-site, you aim the Ruger at his naps Cut his tongue, hog-tie him, things we usually do to rats What? Who gassed you up and threw a match? Don’t want police to line you up and you a match Fool them clowns into thinking you a snack Brought a gun to wash it down and you can drink it through the tap That’s my reaction, now react Now try to picture Malcolm X without the strap If Meth Man could navigate the globe without a map I could beat the pussy up without a scratch [Chorus] (x2) Time ticking teams clicking, it’s a I’m trying to bury about a trillion Meth's Lab bitch catch us on ya And when we coming, we be flowing likes it’s water [Verse 2: Chedda Bang] I’m so ignorant, spend it before I make it Pour salt on my food before I taste it Pour salt in your wounds, right in the basement All of us, statement, one vision, rich dreams Couple scars, I heal quicker than Wolverine Population, pink slips, quarter greens Hood millionaires hide when the wolves out Move with security, hold tight to your jewelry Uh – that’s my reaction, now react Once your hood pass revoked, you never get it back Benzes, Bentleys, nah nigga don’t tempt me Trust I got it on me, I’mma squeeze till it’s empty Lord forgive me, I need that new 550 With the cocaine seats, I’m so street And when the police came, we don’t speak From my hood to your hood, ain’t nothing sweet [Chorus] (x2)