[Method Man]
Yo, Pap, this hard bruh
Like, like slap your mom on her birthday hard bruh
All truth

Yeah

[Method Man]
This is all bidness
No card limit, black car tinted, I put y´all in this
Search and it hurts them cars rented
When the God spit it, like SARS with it, you´ll all get it
Call these bars sick as last caught with it, your bars tendered
Soft, winded, just take off end it, I´m offended
59 fifty, I´m authentic, ´cause y´all fitted
Bars, twice as hard as them park benches my palm itching
Y´all picking sides, this is suicide, we squad different
I´m Scott Pippen, nice around mics, my palm grippin´

´Nother palm is liftin´ my Charles Dickens now pause, listen
You think the ball slippin´
No vacation, you think the ball trippin´
Conversation, look at the boy drippin´
No competition, I put the comp into composition
Get a thot´s attention, she give me props then the proposition
Not my position beside the fact that it´s not opinion
Once I know the mission, I´m black op´n the opposition

[Papoose]
Am I the greatest? Yes
Downtown Brooklyn shoppin´ the INS
The 574 New Balance matchin´ the Avirex
The [documented?] legacy of a goat they afraid to test

Your shit Nikes, I put my foot so far up your A-S-S
Hate when New York go against New York
It make me [vex?] we lose either way
It´s like when the Yankees play the Mets
Spit fire like Ghostface, U-God, Rae or Meth
My pen deadly as Jigsaw, playin´ the game of death
The criminal minded album cover strap like KRS
The basketball tournament trophy winner, I pay the reps
I bear perfection, both hands are treacherous, I´m ambidextrous
You can´t outgrind or outshine me with a fancy necklace
My aura can´t be mess with, I´m cocking fullies dropping bullies, rockin´ hoodies, poppin´ woolies right on the benchy reckless

Got trust funds for my loved ones, my family precious
My crown´s barking more than Charles Bronson
This can´t be death wish