[Intro: Streetlife]
Yo yo, enter, enter, enter, enter yo

[Verse 1: Street life]
It's the cynical, lyrical rap individual
On my death bed I spit sick flows that's critical
I'm not a fan of this, I'm a mic vandalist
Thug therapist, my clan's too original
My slang bang to wax, words that's visual
Too digital for y'all common street criminals
Who wanna come test, lick the sweat from my genitals
We can get off the mic and get a little physical
I was born to rock since they cut my umbilical
Cord, I swing swords, behold the prolifical
Rhyme writer, hip-hop provider, prize fighter
Live wire, quick to set the mic on fire
I speak legalized dope, hitman for hire
I quote murderous notes, dope rhyme supplier
Hang glide on the mic like a stunt driver
And I won't stop rocking 'til I retire

[Verse 2: Redman]
Yo yo yo, when it comes to the darts, I throw em
Flamethrower, blow your section-eight home to your payphone up
Grass smoker, in the cut for the lawnmower
On water, I ride the whale that ate Jonah
Over, your faced with the black cape over
You woke up four gorillas with a makeover
Packing a punch, asthma pump takeover
My crew boards and the whole plane lays over
(Yo Yo!) You can't talk with the tape over
Pass the pussy, get out, date's over
Back to your gray Nova that's way slower
Redline to five on the highway shoulder
Enemies say, "Doc the one to play closer"
This baboon loose off the chain choker
Hardcore, ?jacore? I hate poker
But y'all spread when my bullet's daytona
[Chorus]
Comin' through, comin' through duck
Run for cover (Bass!)
Comin' through, comin' through duck
Run for cover (Bass!)
Comin' through, comin' through duck
Run for cover (Bass!)
Comin' through, comin' through duck
Run for cover (Bass!)
Comin' through, comin' through duck
Run for cover (Bass!)
Comin' through, comin' through duck
Run for cover (Bass!)
Comin' through, comin' through duck
Run for cover (Bass!)
Comin' through, comin' through duck
Run for cover

[Verse 3: Method Man]
Yo yo this ain't your granddaddy music, it's hip-hop
Coming through your woofer like a mule kit, hundred-thousand watts
On some bullshit I Blackout! Eclipse with the semi
Bust a full clip (clap out!) Touch one if any
That's my complexing conquest
Now tell that shit to the court, I plead no contest from none of y'all, please
I potty train pissy-ass rugrat for free
Keep the cake for the family and off Sarah Lee
That's how we do, powerful, moving on your left!
Mr. who? Mef, black gorilla, beating on his chest
I suggest, you pay your debt or Protect Ya Neck
I suggest, you wear a vest making all them threats
Here's a chin-check that cash and splash n***as in half
Smash rappers like hash (Smoke 'em down to ashes)
At last it's the crew that party crashes the masses
Madness, wilding out like special ed classes
[Verse 4: Ghostface Killah]
Straight out the gate, meet Tony
Don of all dons, behind New York, King Tut with one arm
Banana Nut Crunch last cinnamon toast with power rose
Whips dirty, dustin' my bitch, fuck parole!
Peace shout he's Wallee Timb's, wild out (wild out)
We in the spot, guns go off though, came out his mask it was Ollie North
Oh shit! What up? What up, Ghost?
Congratulations on your new flick, burn it dead who max the most
Word up, you got the most Clarks, Bravehearts spin this
For under come down in the pale he need minutes
Told y'all before I kick doors off the hinges
Ain't no cooler and it ain't no Guinness
Money like Barry Blue, Keanu Reeves with bench slippers
Play the PGA Tour with Jack Nicklaus
Statues of Mary, gats that bust mercury
Sit through the biggest storm and hand out turkey

[Outro]
Redman: Yeah, yeah, yeah, WHUUUA!!!
That's the way I like it
Method Man: PISSY ASS RUSTY ASS N***AS!!
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[Skit]
Psst, psst
Is it on?
I just apologize to everybody
I didn't, I didn't know we were getting into this much trouble
I just want to say to all the families of all the victims that, bought the album?
I'm so sorry, I didn't know
We're going to die out here