Released on August 29, 2006

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[Intro: GZA]

こんにちは, bitches

こんにちは, bitches


[Verse 1: Method Man]

What up, what up, these niggas suck

They can't hold a fort, better hold that thought, B

If I can't get it off, see my attitude is MSG

Fuck it, I'm salty, the game been loss me

Pay ya dues, it cost me, who acting like I'm past my prime

Hey Carlton Fisk, nigga, pass the nine, who wanna cross me, now?

And put my body in the lost and found

You with the business, then bust off a round

It's like the Passions of Christ, get crucified just for having that ice

And the audacity for having that life, while niggas starving and shit

The main reason they be robbing and shit

The same reason you've been targeted, bitch (These niggas must have forgot)

The thin line between a ho and a trick

Give 'em the clip between the four and the fifth (Yeah, motherfucker I'm high)

There I go again, blowing a spliff

When I exhale, it's like I'm blowing a kiss (こんにちは, bitches)


[Chorus: Method Man]

N.Y.C., is all I see

O.D.B., nigga, R.I.P. (こんにちは, bitches)

This Killa Beez on your M.I.C

You want it all, well then y'all like me (こんにちは, bitches)

Come on, come on, I think they playing my song

I came to blow them out the frame, and I'm gone (こんにちは, bitches)

M-E-T, to the H-O-D

Why motherfuckers wanna hate on me? (こんにちは, bitches)


[Verse 2: Method Man]

For every rhyme, there's a hair on my chest

Scared of the Man, you should be scared of the Mef

Now every jam that I drop, is homicidal, that could dare to be done

There's no survival, now who care to be next? If you don't know me by now know where the borough is

Doing it for, the most thoroughest, you doing the most, pa

The French call it Faux Pas when fucking with son

The odds a hundred to none, too many flavors, y'all ain't fucking with one

It's getting deep, see the plot thicker

No place to be, if you biatch, nigga

Outside the Clan, we always got RZA

I put it down, like I don't give a

One in the head, I bet he don't get up, we drinking malt liquor

Out of your Benz, just to talk slicker

Then paint a scene that you can all picture

You going in? Well, let me walk with cha

It's Method Man, but for short Mr., Mef (Konichiwa bitches)


[Chorus: Method Man]

N.Y.C., is all I see

O.D.B., nigga, R.I.P. (こんにちは, bitches)

This Killa Beez on ya M.I.C

You want it all, well then y'all like me (こんにちは, bitches)

Come on, come on, I think they playing my song

I came to blow them out the frame, and I'm gone (こんにちは, bitches)

M-E-T, to the H-O-D

Why motherfuckers wanna hate on me? (こんにちは, bitches)


[Outro: GZA]

こんにちは, bitches

こんにちは, bitches

こんにちは, bitches

こんにちは, bitches