[Intro: Kwamé]

Mayday, mayday, I need you to turn this thing up

Turn-turn-turn this thing up, and make noise

Mr. Mef, Mr. Mef, Kwamé, Kwamé

Let's go, let's go

What we about to do right now is

[Chorus: Kwamé & Method Man]

OD on 'em, OD on 'em, OD on 'em

Time to lose it, y'all, and do it to the music, just

OD on 'em, OD on 'em, OD on 'em

Ain't nothin' to it if you put your back into it and

OD on 'em, OD on 'em, OD on 'em

I'll walk you through it, let you know just how to do it

The M-E-T-H, yes, I OD it

Get you high like I'm light to the day, I OD

[Verse 1: Method Man]

Okay, let's get it on (Who wanna get it on?)

Let it pop like Perignon (Who wanna get it on?)

Get right, don't get wrong, got it, now get gone

Any dog tryna shit on my lawn get shit upon

Can you smell the herb smoke in my clothes?

I'm a jerk and it shows

Chicks be dancin' like they workin' the pole

Back to Meth, man, I'm hurtin' 'em, though

Fuck a knock, I burst in the door

You want it? I'm the person to know

Let motherfuckers take it personal

'Cause half this industry suck dick or hope to be the first to blow

Man, I'm witty, unpredictable - on any track I rule

It don't take much for me to act a fool and just

[Chorus: Kwamé & Method Man]

OD on 'em, OD on 'em, OD on 'em

Time to lose it, y'all, and do it to the music, just

OD on 'em, OD on 'em, OD on 'em

Ain't nothin' to it if you put your back into it and

OD on 'em, OD on 'em, OD on 'em

I'll walk you through it, let you know just how to do it

The M-E-T-H, yes, I OD it

Get you high like I'm light to the day, I OD

[Verse 2: Method Man]

My nigga, roll with it, flow with it, push the six-four with it

Low-low kitted, wood finish, hood and it show

Flow with it, blow with it, see that dough, go get it

What I do with it, though, ain't none of your business

Yo, who spit when he talkin' in tongues?

You'd be amazed how often it come

That piff got me coughin' up lungs

I'm tryna get bread (Y'all offerin' crumbs)

Like y'all ain't tryna see Meth lickin' his thumb while he sortin' his ones, trick

Flow 'bout as hot as the sun get, my blunt lit

And I don't hit the track, I run shit (I'm slum, bitch)

Fuck y'all, never did trust y'all, back, ready to bust off

Kickin' that dust off, you know I just

[Chorus: Kwamé & Method Man]

OD on 'em, OD on 'em, OD on 'em

Time to lose it, y'all, and do it to the music, just

OD on 'em, OD on 'em, OD on 'em

Ain't nothin' to it if you put your back into it and

OD on 'em, OD on 'em, OD on 'em

I'll walk you through it, let you know just how to do it

The M-E-T-H, yes, I OD it

Get you high like I'm light to the day, I OD

[Verse 3: Method Man]

I'm an equal opportunity ass-kicker

These ass-lickin', brown-nosin' rappers is ass-kissers

Who need they cash quicker than a sip in the glass slippers

Then pass liquor 'til he pass out, I'm that nigga

Mami got that hourglass figure who back bigger than crack

Mr. Mef, ain't know I did it like that, did ya?

If the track is iller, then the rap realer, Meth, the fact spiller

Wu Killa Beez slash Gilla

Now that we're up in it, I might just spit, I'm nice, they shit

If death's a motherfucker, life's a bitch, ain't it?

Young, Black, and dangerous, my gun double lead that spit bangers

That leave you on the edge of your seat like cliffhangers, and I

[Chorus: Kwamé & Method Man]

OD on 'em, OD on 'em, OD on 'em

Time to lose it, y'all, and do it to the music, just

OD on 'em, OD on 'em, OD on 'em

Ain't nothin' to it if you put your back into it and

OD on 'em, OD on 'em, OD on 'em

I'll walk you through it, let you know just how to do it

The M-E-T-H, yes, I OD it

Get you high like I'm light to the day, I OD