What the Beat DJ Clue (Ft. Bad Meets Evil & Method Man)

[Intro: Method Man, (DJ Clue)]
(Hahaaaa, hahaaa!)
Now, now, now – ugh!
'Professional 2' shit – what!
Staten Island up in this muhfucka (New Method Man!)
Method Man rep rep rep rep for the cause (Eminem! Royce!)
Wu-Tang Killa Bees forever, my niggas!
Uh-huh... we put our drawers in it
Clue! (CLUE!)

[Verse 1: Method Man, (DJ Clue)]
Niggas is like, "Oh my god! Not you!"
Yes! I'm in the flesh like hollow heads through your vest
No contest, M-E-F Man's obsessed
With sex, drugs and rock & roll, new TECs and calicos!
Word has it we move mathematic on rappers who don't add up
You get broke, battered and slapped up
8 million stories in the Nekkid, call yo' man Method
Straight guerrilla, iller nigga kill a murder record
My verbal shooter does it to ya
The 16-bar Ruger, bustin' your funky dope maneuvers
But I'm not ya Super Lover Cee, I'm the Super Sperm
Splash it on your skin, rub it in like it's Lubriderm
10 outta 10, I be the men of all men, I mean the
Crème de la crème or schemer, sippin' on 'Gnac and Zima
True, Professional 2 (DJ Clue!)
Now that Bush is President, nigga, we all through! (Word!)