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|Intro: Treach (Method Man)| And y'all thought it was over (Nah nah it ain't over 'til the fat bitch sings my nigga) We ready to Rock & Roll God damn it? (Fuck Yeah) Dirty Jers'/New Jerusaluem (Shaolin) Naughty by Nature motherfuckers (Wu-Tang my niggas) Grab your hat bitch (C'mon!) |Hook: Method Man| Dum-dum-dum there they go (x4) |Treach| Gettin the realism, statin' the great prism Journalism, the Moses writin', graffitti on the state prison Hard to steal, last year, slash a pop hit Hate related, he's the closest that I lost since Pac (2Pac) Got the Glock blown, ready to Rock & Roll Give me a shot that go up the most Cop the blow, nock us no Finger fuck the fair place, that's in the stairway Gut a motherfucker, gotta die to get airplay If I can't spray the airwaves, like a great AK You stay where you lay babe, "fuck you" is what I dare say Hatin' niggas cuz it ain't passion for rappin' or axin' So sell extortion and jackin', what's happenin'? What's that? The clappin', they'rekidnappin' Sergeants and Captains I'll be mackin' and actin' like a nigga scratchin' for super passion (Blap! Blap! Blap! Blap! Blap! C'mon!) |Chorus: Treach (Method Man)| Rotten and dazed cuz I may not be here tomorrow (eye-ee-eye, eye-ee-eye) World feel the sorrow, click clack, blah blah blah bloaw yo Bullets in, barrels off, urban apparel Like I told you before, click clack, blah blah blah bloaw yo Ready to Rock & Roll (bum bum bum bum bum) {Ready to Rock & Roll} Ready to Rock & Roll (bum bum bum bum bum) {Ready to Rock & Roll} Ready to Rock & Roll (bum bum bum bum bum) {Ready to Rock & Roll} |Method Man| M.C.'s have the right to remain silent Everything you say can and will be held against y'all punk muh'fuckers And Mef can only trust ya as far as I can see ya Me need ya? That'll be the.. day, ya bustas Son suffer, the consequences, for askin' Competition get an ass kickin' so tremendous I throw my draws in it Who representin' for The Projects tennants since Day One? Shit is gettin' deep out here, run your garments son Like niggas when the police department come Yes y'all, Mef y'all, stank ass an' all I'm too off the hook it don't make no sense to call 1-900-Eat-shit, I get get my cobra cock Might death blow, close your eye Chorus |Redman| Ready to Rock & Roll, I lock your load I blow the block some mo' Undercover like sellin' cops some blow Bring a pain killer, my name ring a bell Orangutang, I throw it up like gang members Crunk as fuck, walkin' in with the pump tucked Punks get it nigga, we even jump sluts How 'bout a dump truck sellin' 2 for 5 I ride with tools I made out of school supplies I show you it's not serious for y'all Trouble, I got a phone on my wrist to call (bubble) You niggas know when you pissed 'em off I turn gorilla with football equipment on Cla-cloaw-cla-cloaw, I'm 'bout to tap ya foul Danger, when the last Rotten Rascal out Hang up, phone calls ain't gon' happen now An' I'm straight facin', you niggas can't ask around Chorus x2
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