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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Method Man
Method Man
Performer
Redman
Redman
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Erick Sermon
Erick Sermon
Composer
Reggie Noble
Reggie Noble
Composer
Clifford Smith
Clifford Smith
Composer
George Clinton
George Clinton
Composer
Jason Richard Hunter
Jason Richard Hunter
Composer
Garry Marshall Shider
Garry Marshall Shider
Composer
Juni Morrison
Juni Morrison
Composer
William Earl Collins
William Earl Collins
Composer
Jerome Eugene "Bigfoot" Brailey
Jerome Eugene "Bigfoot" Brailey
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Erick Sermon
Erick Sermon
Producer
Tommy Uzzo
Tommy Uzzo
Mixing Engineer
Chris Rodriguez
Chris Rodriguez
Mixing Engineer
Chris Gehringer
Chris Gehringer
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Yo man glorious This is protected By the Reds And Tical Slap it down Way out of bound Roll in a towel Fo' we gun down Yo, Flipmode, toiletbowls explode When Doc come drop a shitload Grip fo's, mushrooms, dick those Deep pistol, whip hoes I bitch O's, money, roll I stick a zip code Tiptoed, before Doc escape row Thirsty, snippin' out a pig nose My Benz too, with wings and 6-0's My flows is North Pole cold My hands got area's that fits snow Doc, fixin' hoes in disco's My dogs let 'em walk with ripped clothes Shows, niggas pack six rolls We're losin' 'em, his heart won't get pulse Pack your bags off a 10 percent doze Lip closed, I could hum and shit cold Yo, yo tear the roof off Yo, yo tear the roof off Back off, don't make me shoot y'all You don't want to fuck with us You don't I get scanned, rip sand with this stick style Pistol, lick ground, get off my dick now Kick crowd, hot style, you-get-shot-style Timid, scared to get in it These dogs is rock rowd Unchained, untamed, you know my name Act strange, pack flame, it's not a game The ill flows, that kills shows You can feel yo, kickin' in your do', like a steel toe For real though Y'all gon' learn I spit germs When you come shot on Big Worm You gets burned Punks don't get turned, they get done And get sonned, come get some The last victim lied in a ditch Now who want to fuck with Hot Nick? Niggas chew gum with they ass and pop shit Me and Funk Doc get toxic Up off the rightness, I'm chopsticks Go make your Wu just imposters Yo, yo tear the roof off Yo, yo tear the roof off Back off, don't make me shoot y'all You don't want to fuck with us You don't You try to O.K. Corral With Doc and Meth Tical Barsaloon fight without weapons out Stretchmarks like Belly on Kevin Liles On yard to score, only second down Hoes play wifey, want to settle down Try to lock cash, bitch better bounce Boyfriend jumpin', Meth shut 'em down Pound to echo loud, 'bout 7 miles Doc, dirty Jersey, hunt 'em down Uncut rhymes won't even fit your file Baddest man out the bunch, pick 'em out Drunk with a gun, miss you hit the crowd Snitches, someone kiss to stitch your mouth Wilder than rhinos or liquor trous Mrs. how Mary-Ann, dick 'em out Ginger watch with the gun and skip a mouth Love the ruckus and love to dish it out Three watched MC's, start wristin' out Get your whole camp put on the missile foul Pushin' 12 out, bumpin' digital Yo, yo tear the roof off Yo, yo tear the roof off Back off, don't make me shoot y'all You don't want to fuck with us You don't We just ice, men of mice, ain't nothing nice Fuck your life, your type is too light to fight We move right on fright night When niggas write We bust pipe, condos that suck tight We all right, you all hype and war's right In the Source, with half mic, you half liked And half dead, blasted on glass bed I'm passed that, eyes red, the hashhead Burn somethin', earn somethin' and learn somethin' Take my turn frontin' Def Jam ain't heard nothin', yet Suspect, ruffnecks, buck 'em down or you get busted Never leave home without my musket Thrust this, out for justice Clown and caught on Judgement Day Caught y'all proud Take MC's to town if they start blawn Ashes to ashes, they all fall down Master be basket with hazardous tactics Send my automatic full rap metal jacket Blasted in plastic, your brain on the mattress All you kids ass backwards and vice versa Yo, yo tear the roof off Yo, yo tear the roof off Back off, don't make me shoot y'all You don't want to fuck with us You don't Come on, yo tear the roof off Nigga, yo tear the roof off Back off, don't make me shoot y'all You don't want to fuck with us You don't Huh, yo, you don't want to fuck with us You don't Yo, you don't want to fuck with us You don't
Writer(s): Erick S. Sermon, Linda J. Shider, George Iii Clinton, Clifford Smith, George Clinton Jr., Jerome Eugene Brailey, Reggie Noble, Barbarella Bishop, Ronald Ford, Philippe Wynn, Garry Marshall Shider, Jason Richard Hunter, William Earl Collins, Walter Morrison Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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