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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 niggaz) 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 (Tupac) 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` niggaz 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 niggaz 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 niggaz 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 niggaz can`t ask around
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