{Ladies and gentlemen, I am your host Claude Den We are alive in times where in New York City And we are approaching the final seconds of 1999 {Ladies
[Method Man] You and I, 'til the day we die.. (day we die..) Yo, yo Ex-girlfriend, how you been? I see you still tryin to fuck with other women men
All the children come into the light... [Sample of "Bright Tomorrow"] There will be... Chorus/Intro: Left Eye and Method Man Rock a bye baby from the
[Method Man] Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yea yo Yo yo yo yo yo yo yo All them real live motherfuckin niggaz step up front right now It?s goin down One
, spittin razor sharp, breath laser data That'll tickle you now, but sway you later [Method Man] On this one call me Lee Major Million dollar man, bionic
the city circuits, forever lurkin on the street surface, I spit blood for blood verses Grands man divided, we still stand, conquer land One man'll body
appears on the Method Man and Redman album "Blackout!" Check it, check it out (8X in background) [E-Dub] Uh-huh, yeah yeah.. ahh yeah word up [Meth
dare, to step in the square Kids ain't playin over here, PLAYA Only one way, and that's my way Grim Reaper callin, Judgement Day (10) Ten let the countdown
{intro, some lady, whatEVA} {Method babbles for a bit about Wu affiliates} [Method Man] Shoes full of dirt, kickin sand on your works Somethin gotta
? I don't give a fuck if a bitch spill a drink in this motherfucker tonight I'm kickin ALL y'all the fuck outta here [Method Man] Uhh Muh'fuckers
[Dialogue] First, they dropped the bomb Then came the disease Then death This our world Your world, my world I like this world! Yo, on foreign land
[Method Man] Ha, yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah One time.. yo Never liked son from day one, bring you tool That nigga stick you and play dumb, hate a bitch
is cause for parental discretions no question my Westside Connections L.A. Confidential, world don't stop 'less it's mental, Staten residentials, you wit it? Wu-Tang, Forever and a day
that click you run with, I heard y'all niggaz rub dicks Greet niggaz with a french kiss, some real fag shit Seen the bitch in you, from the first day
Chorus [Method Man] Uhh.. Spazz-Ola.. (Spazz-Ola) S-I-N-Y 10304 Lock your doors Crack your jaws Drop your drawers It's all day everyday with this rap
jacket, makin manuever through the slum nigga Iron Lung, ladies and gentlemen Welcome to my torture chamber, pit and the pendulum Foul play, T 2000 be "Judgement Day
men, to purgatory Stick a pen, do em in, eight million stories in the naked Mr. Method, Blade Runner Blood stain on my track record, top gunner Chorus: Method Man
you if I can Sweet Love, from your nipples to your pussy nub" Sweet Love, love is Love, love is love Love [Method Man] It's a full moon, we in the bedroom