1, 2, 1, 2 - Method Man & Redman

Here comes the revolutionist executionist Flip a triple six into three nines 'cause a crucifix Each man holdin' no man foldin' Coast is clear and Premier's in the green tank rollin' Prepare, get on your post and stand clear They wantin' to shut us down but the home team's here What? You act like you're sweet or something This ain't no Desert Storm bullshit war we all dumpin' Codename, Jamel wit non-strap Wit six clips of Teflon, suited in camouflaged Got Kevlar helmets wit masses Wearin' mob gear in 'cause they try to infumigate us wit gases Mission, to seek and destroy We were sent to get rid of you, make the situation critical First Family will gradually, lift that ass up like gravity And turn your body frame into a cavity N F O, that's No Fair Ones Watch me nine Milly turn into a flare gun Sparkin' wit the same marksman known for gunnin' and runnin' and bombin' Wit the lyrics squeeze of my gun barkin', ya heard You know my family style I'm goin' out wit my gun in my hand like Big Mal I ain't got nuttin' to lose So move on me if there's something to prove, fool this is war There's a war goin' on outside no man is safe from So what you gonna do since you know now There's a war goin' on outside It's impossible to stop This world's a twisted maze, but I got the swiftest blades My swords they can slice and dice precise ways Those who come against me, can get blazed, sprayed and laid No trace, just a glimpse of my face, hittin' the shade You look up, there's a full moon in the sky And all my would-be enemies, yeah they're soon to die Livin' in this war zone, we frequent fly at home Many of us grow violent prone, ain't tryin' to be dyin' alone So I'ma take the competition wit me, Lord forgive me But a whole bunch, of blood-suckin' punks, is out to get me In a flash of a moment, I slash vital components Tryin' to scheme on me and my team bitch, you know we own this We can scrap, wit guns, knives, chains and bats Whatever baby, erase that ass quick fast off the map Plus they better bring, medical attention after I swing my weapon Won't be no recovery, no divine intervention No prevention From gettin' hung in the streets where I'm from 'Nuff blood shed This war's just begun There's a war goin' on outside no man is safe from So what you gonna do since you know now There's a war goin' on outside It's impossible to stop There's a war goin' on outside no man is safe from So what you gonna do since you know now There's a war goin' on outside It's impossible to stop How many predators out there that want me That's how I stand off, now I come to diminish every one of you blood suckers Hands off, lay 'em down now All culprits, be alarmed First Officer Danze reportin' for 'Nam When I'm bringin' the storm, I'm all in Yes I done stepped in the chest of many men Then again, it's a part of my persona like puff stumps and marijuana Iiaah, soutch 'em out, fire From all angles, that's how we was trained Either slay or be slain, it's in the game for my soul To be as cold as the blood in my vein Knowin' my name, help niggas perform abnorm First Family, let's get it on Just keep in mind I'm a marksman, I'm sensitive about that there So you better watch what you say to me, hear? Play wit 'em fierce, know where to run So I post and defend, forgive me Father I may sin And thou shall remember the code of the street Hold heat, roll deep Don't sleep or you'll be murdered Since I've arrived I learned how to survive on this earth Holdin' down this turf, now I declare war There's a war goin' on outside no man is safe from It's impossible to stop (Yeah) There's a war goin' on outside It's impossible to stop No man is safe There's a war goin' on outside

Ha ha ha, tokin' on my indo, smokin' on a indo Lookin' through your window Doin' what I win doe, ha ha, ha it goes Who that tokin' on my indo? Fragile niggaz get mashed out, who dat? The Funk D O C Spock hash mouth rhymer The Prime Timer, sharper than barber shop liners Look at my chin, ninety degree bent When I spit I make devils come out east St. Loren I spend so much money on chalk and the indo My weed supplier need to build a drive through window My form of art rock, jewels with Clarks When my bass sparks for fiends it disturbs the NARC's Freak pattern after pattern to leave Angeles Los The roughest rapper a DJ needle came across Knock it in your hummer; if it's too hot dial 9-1-1 Off on you like I know what you did last summer Your dog is my dog, we dogs when it's thug time When the fuckin' hoes keep that drow in your bloodline Yo, I send this to all my, dog To my real niggaz that are true, dog Niggaz who will bust guns for they, dog Niggaz who will spit ones for they, dog Niggaz who be rollin' deep with they, dog Niggaz who blaze blunts with they, dog Niggaz who would do time for they, dog Niggaz who would diss a bitch for they, dog Yo, I'm a dog I piss on the wall in airport bathroom stalls Grab the intercom and yell, fuck you in the mall I drop it with the holocaust force, I got balls I get my pants fitted twelve inches bigger than y'all I went to college, rockin' tie one below outfits Dropped out, but stuck my friends for college deposits Nigga, get a country nigga gun bustin' Like they saw Tu Pac with two glocks still thuggin' Fuckin' with a dog like me, I call your name out While you pussy niggaz call ID, when I blaze You step life your wife got a baby on the way The way I flex son you think I'm made out of clay I'm ill in, my lyrics on the blocks make the killings I string your moms out until diapers take to chillin' I don't like to toot my own horn but I'm the shit And if you hearin' me I see you paid that twelve cent So peace to homey Short dog Peace to that funky nigga Snoop dog Peace to that old nigga Dirt dog Pour some beer out on the curb for your dead dog You can call a female a dog too, true You can feed they stinkin' ass u-canu-bu, dog They fuck your enemies and bring the beef to you You got me, I left a couple in your Fubu A real raw dog never get jealous They keep they shit cocked if niggaz try to dead 'em So ask face, keep your mind on your money I keep the stinkin' ass hoes doin' laundry dog 'Cause I'm a dog Dog Dog Dog Dog

Bricki-di-roaw Steppin' out the crowd throwin' bolo's Flicki-di-flame, owh! when chrome .44's Loadin' it up, packin' it back, ready to splash for real Spit flows out the gail, God tried to bail It's hectic, 45-6 gimme ya grips That's more dollars in them thongs in them go-go chicks Bitch I'm drunk, pumpin' slugs out of canon Shot ya after-party down with Meth and Red in Check it, Bricks and Shaolin, NO JOKE And when I hit the pussy call me Daddy Long Strope Oh Ana, I'm hittin' pigeons out in Atlanta Banana--Split, HOT TWO SPIT! OOH SHIT Spickin' ya rippin' ya for all ya funds I wet ya like a 141 watergunz Cocky like Rocky, got ya scared to death So hold on ya bitches, 'cause here come RED-METH Microphone-check, mirco-microphone checka Microphone-check, mirco-microphone checka Microphone-check, mirco-microphone checka Fuck with me and Meth and we break ya fuckin' neck-a Rememba this? Microphone-check, mirco-microphone checka! Rememba this? Microphone-check, mirco-microphone checka! Rememba ths? Microphone-check, mirco-microphone checka! Rememba ths? Microphone-check, mirco-microphone checka Okay the 'hey hey' baby, me and Doc about to blow My Saturday night's so special and they pointin' at yo nose Aiyyo, save the speculations and the rumours Comin' sooner then you think I knock a phat bitch outta blumors Givin' tumors, hardcore, givin' it to 'em raw Landshark, Southpaw, so kids say I jabberjaw One-two, no ending or beginning to my cypher I'm winning, tell the news like Peter jennings Depending on any givin' day I'm representin' The struggle, my great grand who lived thru the lynchin' Oh yes ya'll, if you got the weed, who got the blunts? Take a guess ya'll, Kool-Aid bustin' thru the wall Mr.Meth ya'll, HAH-CHU! Comment allez-vous I used to hawk chickens, now I'm maxin' with Badu I represent Wu, my uzi weighs a ton I'm swingin' a track from Staten, 'cause that is where I'm from Microphone-check, mirco-microphone checka Microphone-check, mirco-microphone checka Microphone-check, mirco-microphone checka Fuck with me and Meth and we break ya fuckin' neck-a Rememba this? Microphone-check, mirco-microphone checka! Rememba this? Microphone-check, mirco-microphone checka! Rememba ths? Microphone-check, mirco-microphone checka! Rememba ths? Microphone-check, mirco-microphone checka Microphone-check, mirco-microphone checka Microphone-check, mirco-microphone checka Microphone-check, mirco-microphone checka Fuck with me and Meth and we break ya fuckin' neck-a Rememba this? Microphone-check, mirco-microphone checka! Rememba this? Microphone-check, mirco-microphone checka! Rememba ths? Microphone-check, mirco-microphone checka! Rememba ths? Microphone-check, mirco-microphone checka