Method Man
Yeah.. yeah.. huahh.. hahh..
Murda murda murda, kill kill kill
That's right.. (killer, killer)
Murda murda murda, kill kill kill
Flex.. flex.. flex.. flex..
(I'm going to kill you!)
Verse One: Method Man
Slowly I turn, step by step
Through the back window, I crept
Silent as a mouse on the set
While everybody in the house slept
I disconnect the phones and the rest
Find a butcher knife, cut the power lines to the lights
Now a nigga wild for the night
I come like the livin dead, straight from the dirt
Back to avenge his own death on this earth
Ever hear of Jason? Then you know my work
Down to the basement, the dog get it first
I can't help myself, my thoughts ain't my own
The voices in my head just won't leave me alone
Murda murda murda, kill kill kill
Pissin on the car seats, flattenin the wheels
So there's no escape from the fate that awaits
No one to witness the horror takin place
Yea! Now I'm on my way up the stairs
To the bedroom of my prey unaware
Heads will be hung from the chimney with care
with hopes that the police soon will be here
I'm a KILLER!
(Eye Witness News, channel 7
We are at the scene, of a, horrific crime ladies and gentlemen
I can't describe it right now..)
Verse Two: Redman
Yo..
Yo, fuck knockin, kick the door, evict the four
Yell out, "It's a stick-up, hit the floor!"
You fish cake niggaz, stay lippin off
Did your mama name you, or Mrs. Paul's?
Battlin session, what's up with it?
I talk like I walk with a fucked up pivot
Niggaz scream out, "It's just us bitches!"
"Don't shoot," out the phone booth
I aim at your party, hit the wrong group
"Happy birth..." oooh, ooh ooh ooh!
Niggaz done snapped, runnin hunchback
Duckin, brick walls get thumbtacked
So run laps, 'fore I body you
Bust out the sides, like karate shoes
Doc, turned velcro when night falls
