Meth vs. Chef
Method Man, Raekwon
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Duel, worthy of a general If you want to fight, fight with me! One to one! Man to man! Get ready to gel team! Live and direct from the one-six-ooh 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 f*ck!) 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, 'cause you ain't equipped with the sickening Style, blowing up the spot like ballistic Missiles, I be comin' through like the four-nine-three-eleven Tearing up the power-you, Me-Tical A bad motherfucking buddah monk, what the f*ck 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 garments A rugged vet, terrible like a Champion sweat Wrap a power 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 bout time that you suffer Bobbin on my nob like an all day sucker Bitch! Meth Vs Chef (It's my turn) 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 your fuckin' ass to death I'm goin' all out kid no turn backs You could try to 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 punt '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' Wha'-Su God get him, hit 'em with the nine troop No question, cha-cha-BLOW in the session Bloodshot in that direction, cypher 'Tack you like chess moves best move Yo, yeah, yo The boards, your ass 'Tack, 'tack, 'tack, uh! 'Tack the boards like chess moves best move At Rae through, comin' at your motherfuckin' crew Live direct, yeah you better step Gunshots ring on the set, let's jet Motivate, to the gate With some quick high Rae stay fly, and rob your Isle Airwaves, yo behave Now you're a slave with the boots that paved the way Ah shit! Chef Vs Meth Vs Meth
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Written by: CLIFFORD SMITH, COREY WOODS, ROBERT F. DIGGS
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