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 tongues 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 Or Ana, I´m hittin´ pigeons out in Atlanta Banana--Split, HOT TWO..SPIT! OOH SHIT! Spickin´ ya rippin´ ya four or ya funds I wet ya like a 141 watergunz Cocky like Rocky, got ya scared to death! So hold on ya bitches, cuz here come RED-METH!
[Chorus:]
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 these?! Microphone-check, mirco-microphone checka! Rememba these?! Microphone-check, mirco-microphone checka! Rememba these?! Microphone-check, mirco-microphone checka! Rememba these?! Microphone-check, mirco-microphone checka!
[Meth]
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 jap-a-jaw One-two, no ending or beginning to my cypher I´m winning, tell the news like Peter ? Depending on any givin´ day I´m representin´ The struggle, my great grand who lived thru the linchin´ 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, cuz that is where I´m from