Maaad Crew

By Method Man

On Blackout!

Released on September 28, 1999

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[Verse 1: Redman (Method Man)]

We push weight with ice cubes in a cup

(America's) most (wanted), police pin it up

(Alize an Henny), thug passion brother what

Potent it get a girl pregnant off a finger aaaaahhhhh

Doc the code name, merging both lanes off the lot

(We can die) Yeah I'm taking full blame

I'm hard headed, cap fitted for rhymes

I touch up your shape up when Doc spit on the iron

What it is my brother? (Trying to live my brother)

How you live my brother? (Real civilized brother)

I'm non-fragile when I walk the streets

I rock with Force MDs not a force...


[Verse 2: Method Man (Redman)]

Chin check is in effect, catch wreck

(Ayo, put him in a yoke, snap his neck) Mr. M-E-F

(The bigheads is at it again) Bone shattering

Beat battering men, scattering like roaches

Bless 'em with the over dosage of black flag

(Say goodbye you got no class) Ship sinking fast

(Bon voyage) See you at the bottom when I spot um

Grab him by the throat and say aaahuuumm I got 'em

[Hook: Method Man & Redman]

What's up my brother?

Ayo, what's up my brother?

Ayo, what's up my sis?

Ayo, what's up now sis?

I got what you need

Ayo, you got what I need?

Got the mad mad crew up in the house

Yo, what's up my brother?

What's up my brother?

Ayo, what's up now sis?

What up now sis?

Yo, you got what I need?

I got what you need

We got the mad mad crew up in the house


[Verse 3: Redman]

Yo dog it's my fault, Doc shock with volts

Until deaf mutes can talk, cripple kids can walk

My style will show guns what it is to spark

It'll clear the park twenty miles apart

Doc is like bad weather reports by Al Rourke

If you're not from the tri-boro, story settled

I pack gaudy metal for those who act fool

Big fish in the water and we hard to harpoon

I'm like open wounds, pour the iodide in

Messing with us is like Saving Private Ryan

You acting out of line now you lying, dying

Wash my evil hands in the fire hydrant

Yeah girl, my kahuna's hooked up in the harness

Flying through hard knock life and still touring

My ropes pop in Chicago I hit the floor then

Got up and woke up with a bird in the morning


[Verse 4: Method Man (Redman)]

Ayo, we mo' phat than down south trash, and you know that

With format to blow the welcome off your door mat

Toes tap now to hellafied sound

Wipe your town off the road map, baby mess around

I propose that you go and get your crew

And get the bozack too, Def Squad, Wu

Are just slaves to the rhythm

Clinton is the Pres, I still voted for Shirley Chisholm

Poisonous venom, my philosophy get busy-ism

The most beautiful, I get up in 'em

Menace as usual, play your corner

Slinging the ghetto pharmaceuticals, the Methadonna

OD on Flinstone chewables and Mary Mary Mary...

So don't ever say I didn't warn ya

And I dont wanna be the one to sik the dogs on ya

I'm still ghetto, I rhyme ghetto, my peoples ghetto

Pants are saggy, teeth yellow

Now thats what I call grimy, a million crazy kids behind me

Killa Hills 10304 is where you'll find me

If you're looking baby I'm right here

(C'mon down! Yo, yo, yo)

[Hook: Method Man & Redman]

What's up my brother?

What's up my brother?

Ayo, what's up now sis?

What's up now sis?

Ayo, you got what I need?

I got what you need

We got the mad mad crew up in the house

Ayo, what's up my brother?

Ayo, what's up my brother?

What's up now sis?

Ayo, what's up now sis?

I got what you need

Ayo, you got what I need?

I got the mad mad crew up in the house


[Outro: Method Man & Redman]

Yo, crew up in the house

Yo, yo, crew up in the house

We got the crew up in the house

Got the mad mad crew up in the house