Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Method Man
Performer
Redman
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Erick Sermon
Composer
Reggie Noble
Composer
Clifford Smith
Composer
George Clinton
Composer
Jason Richard Hunter
Composer
Garry Marshall Shider
Composer
Juni Morrison
Composer
William Earl Collins
Composer
Jerome Eugene "Bigfoot" Brailey
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Erick Sermon
Producer
Tommy Uzzo
Mixing Engineer
Chris Rodriguez
Mixing Engineer
Chris Gehringer
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
Yo, vanglorious
This is protected
By the Red and Tical
Slap it down, way out of bounds
Throw in the towels 'fore we gun down
Yo, flipmodes, toilet bowls explode
When Doc come drop a shit load
Grip fours, mushrooms, did those (Ha)
Dee pistol whip hoes, I bitch owes
Money, bro, I stick a zip code (Heh)
Tiptoe before Doc hit Skid Row
Thirsty, sniffin' out a pig nose
My Benz built with wings and 6-0's
My flows is North Pole cold
My hands got areas that fit snow
Doc fixin' hoes and discos
My dogs let 'em walk with ripped clothes
Shows, **** pack 6 rows
We're losin' him, his heart won't get pulse
Crack your backs off of ten percent dose
Lip closed, I could hum and ship gold
(Tear the roof off the mother, tear the roof off the mother) Yo, yo, tear the roof off
(Tear the roof off the mother, tear the roof off the mother) Yo, yo, tear the roof off
(Tear the roof off the mother, tear the roof off the mother) Back up, don't make me shoot y'all
(Tear the roof off the mother, tear the roof off the mother) You don't want to fuck with us, you don't
I gets down, rip sound, with this stick style
Pistol, lick 'round, get off my dick now
Get crabbed, hostile, you kids is docile
Timid, scared to get in it, these dogs is Rockwild
Unchained, untamed, you know my name
Act strange, pack flame, it's not a game
Just ill flows, that kill shows you can feel, yo
Kickin' in your door like a steel toe for real though
Y'all gon' learn I spit germs
When you come short on Big Worm, you get burnt
Punks don't get turned, they get done
And get sun, come get some
The last victim lie in a ditch (Haha)
Now who wanna fuck with hot Nikk? (What)
**** chew gum with they ass and pop shit
Me and funk Doc get toxic
A bowl of rice and some chopsticks
Don't make you Wu, just imposters
(Tear the roof off the mother, tear the roof off the mother) Yo, yo, tear the roof off
(Tear the roof off the mother, tear the roof off the mother) Yo, yo, yo, tear the roof off
(Tear the roof off the mother, tear the roof off the mother) Back up, don't make me shoot y'all
(Tear the roof off the mother, tear the roof off the mother) You don't want to fuck with us, you don't
You try to OK Corral with Doc and Methical
Bar saloon fight without weapons out (Yeehaw)
Stretch marks like belly on Kevin Liles
One yard to score, only second down
Hoes play wifey, wanna settle down
Tryna lock cash? Bitch, better bounce
Boyfriend jump in, Meth shut him down
Pound the echo loud, 'bout seven miles
Doc, dirty Jersey, hunt 'em down
Uncut rhymes won't even fit the file
Baddest man out the bunch, pick 'em out
Drunk with a gun, miss you, hit the crowd (Ah)
Snitches, someone kiss to stitch your mouth
Wilder than winos on liquor droughts (Haha)
Mrs. Howell, Mary Ann, dig 'em out
Ginger watch with the gun and Skipper mouth
Love the ruckus and love to dish it out (Come on)
Pre-washed MCs, start rinsin' out
Get your whole camp put on the missin' file
Pushin' twelve out, bumpin' digital (Haha)
(Tear the roof off the mother, tear the roof off the mother) Yo, tear the roof off
(Tear the roof off the mother, tear the roof off the mother) Yo, yo, tear the roof off
(Tear the roof off the mother, tear the roof off the mother) Back up, don't make me shoot y'all
(Tear the roof off the mother, tear the roof off the mother) You don't want to fuck with us, you don't
We just ice, men of mice, ain't nothin' nice (Fuck you like)
Your type just too light to fight
We move right on Fright Night when **** bite
We bust pipe
'Pon those suck tight (Come on)
We alright, you all hype and raw trite
In The Source with half mic, you half liked
And half dead, blasted on flatbed
I'm past that, eyes red, the hash head
Burn somethin', earn somethin' and learn somethin'
Take my turn frontin'
Def jam ain't heard nothin' yet
Suspect, roughnecks, book 'em Danno, you get busted
Never leave home without my musket
Trust this, out for justice, clown
In court on Judgement Day, call Joe Brown
Take MCs to town if they starbound
Ashes to ashes, they all fall down
Master you bastards with hazardous tactics
Semi automatic, full rap, metal jacket
Blasted in plastic, your brain on the mattress
All you kids is ass backwards and vice-a versa (Come on)
(Tear the roof off the mother, tear the roof off the mother) Yo, yo, tear the roof off
(Tear the roof off the mother, tear the roof off the mother) Yo, yo, tear the roof off
(Tear the roof off the mother, tear the roof off the mother) Back up, don't make me shoot y'all
(Tear the roof off the mother, tear the roof off the mother) You don't want to fuck with us, you don't
Come on, yo, tear the roof off (Come on)
****, yo, tear the roof off
Back up, 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
Written by: Barbarella Bishop, Jerome Eugene Brailey, George Clinton, William Earl Collins, Ronald Ford, Jason Richard Hunter, Walter Morrison, Reggie Noble, Erick S. Sermon, Garry Marshall Shider, Linda J. Shider, Clifford M. Smith, Philippe Escalante Wynn