[Redman] Riggidi-raow! Steppin out the crowd throwin bolos Fliggidi-flame on! Twin chrome fo'-fo's Loadin it up, pack in the back, ready to splash for real Spit flows out the gill, God tried to build It's hectic, 45-6 gimme ya grips That's more dollars in them thongs than them go-go chicks Bitch I'm drunk, pumpin slugs out of cannon Shut ya after-party down when Meth and Red in Check it, Bricks and Shaolin, NO JOKE! And when I hit the pussy call me Daddy Long Stroke Oh Anna, I'm hittin pigeons out in Atlanta Banana-split; HACH-TOO, SPIT! (OH SHIT!) Stickin ya rippin ya four or ya funds I wet ya like a hundred and forty-one water guns Cock d' like Rocky {got you scared to death So hold on you bitches {cause here come RED-METH!
[Chorus] Microphone-check, mirco-microphone checka! Microphone-check, mirco-microphone checka! Microphone-check, mirco-microphone checka! Fuck with me and Meth and we break ya fuckin neck-a (Remember this?) Microphone-check, mirco-microphone checka! (Remember this?) Microphone-check, mirco-microphone checka! (Remember this?) Microphone-check, mirco-microphone checka! (Remember this?) Microphone-check, mirco-microphone checka!
[Method Man] Okay to hey hey baby, me and Doc about to blow My Saturday Night's a Special and their pointed at your nose Aiy-yo, save the speculations and the rumors Comin sooner then you think I knock a fat bitch out her bloomers Givin tumors, hardcore, givin it to 'em raw Landshark, Southpaw, so kids say I Jabb-er-jaw One-two, no ending or beginning to my cypher I'm winning tell the news like Peter Jennings Depending, on any given day I'm representing The struggle, my great grand who lived through the lynching Oh yes y'all, if you got the weed, who got the blunts? Take a guess y'all, Kool-Aid bustin thruough the wall Mr. Meth y'all, AHH-CHU! Comment alllez vous? I used to hawk chickens, now I'm maxin with Badu I represent - Wu, my uzi weighs a - ton I'm swingin the track from Staten cause Staten's where I'm from