[Intro: Method Man]

Smoking, choking up in this bitch

Mr Meth, DJ Lethal collaboration

Oh yeah, oh yeah, it goes like this, check it out, check it out

Yo, yo, yo

[Method Man]

Guess who's coming to dinner, put up or shut up

Sit on your ego, when I'm fed up, should of never ended

The missintentions of a Meth Man

I'm sorta like a CEO from Def Jam, minus the 'yes men'

I'm too ill, I represent Park Hill

I spit things, pop out my neck like shark gill

Live evil, DJ Lethal if you will

My kin's in the kitchen, I got for the kill

I'm like that, beyond "thunderdome", Mad Max

Like I'm pissed off, busting on a urinery track

Infection, it burns, anyone that step in my direction

Time to count your money, and your blessings

[Chorus: Method Man]

They like it, when he talk dirty like that

They like it, when he talk dirty like that

Opposites attract, time to face facts

When you bite me, I bite back

Now everybody wanna talk about, hip hop, hop music

Talk about, hip hop, hop music

Talk about, hip hop, hop music

Hop, hop, hop, hop, hop, hop music

[Method Man]

It's that state of the art, shit, business man

Formerly known as the artist

If ya'll ain't with me, then forget me

Cuz if I go broke, nothing gon' fix me

Except crispy, hundred dollar bills and fifties

Here's the main course, indeed, bringing it often

The starving for attention M.C.'s, stomachs is talking

About these New York'ns, witty

Who that got appettite for hot scorching plates

Make Little Annie Orphan

Sorta like Kurt Cobain, blowin' his brains

With these lyrics, and funk that 'smells like teen spirit'

Lookin' high, but hold up, look in they eye

And you see crook, coming from that Crooked Letter I

[Chorus]

[Method Man]

Now gag yourself wit the spoon

Tical 0: Dj Lethal, this coming soon

Jo Lethal, I'd rather play the odds, fuck equals

Besides, that's the sugar soften tooth to the people

All my people, up til now, you heard it all

And ya'll trying to shit on my lawn, curb your dog

Know just where to find him, at four twenty, son

But the Meth ain't gon' hit ya til 4:21

Now that's game, can't call it, can't complain

Just do the damn thing, like Nike shoe campaign

Yeah, boo, I hit you with a backstage pass

As long as you know, you giving up some backstage(ass)

(Chorus)