Method Man
Tical
Meth Vs. Chef
Two worthy of a general
If you want to fight, fight with me!
One to one! Man to man!
Once again ladies and gelteen
Live and direct from the 1-6-oo
We got Tical pow! Raekwon the Chef, tical!
It's about to go on, tical!
You make the call, I make the call
It's all for all
Method Man, Raekwon the Chef (count my shells)
And there's about to be one left (count my shells nigga)
I know you know it's on kid
(Bring that shit I don't give a fuck!)
*DING*
[Method Man]
Who lit that shit it was I the chinky eye
Cheeba hawk from New York, Tical Staten Isle niggas thought
That they could walk a dog but they caught
A bad situation cause I'm a sandwich short
Of a picnic, kid you ain't equipped with the sickening
Style blowin up the spot like ballistic missiles
I be comin through like the 4-9-3-11 tearin up the power-u
Methical
A bad motherfuckin buddha monk, what the fuck
Hit your chest like cardiac arrest, blow the front
Out the frame, hit the pussycat for the pain
Of the dog shit, nobody move run your garmants
A rugged vet, terrible like a Champion sweat
Wrap a burner in a tec to wet
A nigga up with all the dangerous diseases
Sniffling sneezing coughing aching stuffy head fever
Fucker I think it's about time that you suffer
Bobbin on my knob like an all day sucker
*DING* Bitch
[Method Man (Raekwon)]
Meth vs. Chef
(It's my time) Meth vs. Chef
(Yo let's bring that shit baby) Meth vs. Chef
(Yo, yeah, one more time nigga) Meth vs. Chef
(Callin me out, it's goin off) I blow you fucking ass to death
*DING*
[Raekwon]
I'm goin all out kid no turnbacks
You could try and front, get smoked and that's that
Lyric assassin, dressed in black buggin
Sixteen shots to your mug from a slug then
I go to war in a concrete jungle, make the bundle
Cause niggas act funny and fumble
But I relax, count my shells, a lot of heads gotta fly
Niggas stay strapped, armed to die
Time for jet black Tim boot, flowin
What-su god get him, hit em with the nine troop
No question, cha-cha-BOW! in the session
Bloodshot in that direction, cypher
*DING*
Tack you like chess moves best move
Yo, yeah, yo
The boards... your ass
Tack, tack, tack, unh! *DING*
Tack the boards like chess moves best move
At Rae through, comin atcha muthafuckin crew
Live direct, yeah you better step
Gunshots ring on the set, let's jet
Motivate to the gate
With some quck high Rae stay fly and rob your Isle
Airwaves, yo behave
Now you're a slave with the boots that paved the way
*DING*DING*DING*
Aww shit!
Chef vs. Meth vs. Meth
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