[Scratch Intro: Peter Rosenberg, Raekwon & Method Man]
But listen to the Wu, son
Bu-bu-bu-but listen to the Wu, son
But listen to the Wu, son
Pass the weed nigga, who got a lighter?
M-E-T-H-O-D Man

[Verse 1: Method Man]
Look, thinking faster than a blink
After I smoke a rapper, pluck the ashes in his drink, don't really care what rappers think
I bring it back to Cuban Linx, the flow don't go extinct
As far as quotas, I'm straight like ain't no soda in my drink
Drunk off power, I swear I'm finna throw up in the sink
Cop some sour, these coppers finna throw me in the clink
Like a mobster, Sinatra finna show up with the mink
Flow is bonkers, you rappers finna show up to a shrink
Therapeutic, assume them Jesus
Ain't near Judas, just shooters
Kindly step to thе rear, Grand Pubas
For the coolest old-schoolеrs since the suede Puma
And all my karats begin with K, not Kay Jewelers
I made maneuvers, and for my family I make futures
Pipe full of smoke, now who want smoke? I make hookahs
Uh, the same reason I don't take Ubers
New York state, I don't do statements for state troopers
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