featuring Method Man
Method Man:
Yeah play times over mutha phuckaz Spice 1's defiantly in mutha
phuckin' effect.
You know what I'm saying? bringing it to all you bitch ass niggaz so
raise up
and recognize and understand that this brother is hard to kill.
Spice 1:
I'm running this niggaz off their block taking their shit kicking it to
the bitches.
People cant lift off your spot I'm leaving your shit all up in stitches.
nigga,
Bullets go through the door, I'll shoot you and that ho, got a cap for
each
nigga fucking with my cash flow. Pid cap, be love cap pid, because in
the neighborhood
cause still kill at will.
Gotta keep on my pistol on tight, slanging sugar delite, that china
white got these
niggaz killing each other tonight, sometimes a turf is like a war zone,
or even
Vietnam, not at the movies but you still see the died come. And a nigga
catch a slug,
caps' be pulled for fun foo, you got to watch your shit before we pull a
ak on your
own blood, se niggaz will stick you for your cash, that's when they
enter the t-shirt
contest to super soak their ass. So Method Man show these niggaz the
deal. Let these
mutha phuckaz know that your hard to kill.
Method Man:
Who dat nigga? You on with me with the super fly Methtical nigga. Who
want to die?
For year nigga. Wow, even try to test sides. Challenger your the bird
with
my 45 cabolar. Can it be that this is the S.P.I.C.E. 1 and the method
mutha phucka
with the guns blazing? You trail, my god, its amazing. Where your punk
at?
Nightmares like Wes Craven. The bigger the critter, the har
