Method Man

Yeah.. yeah.. huahh.. hahh..

Murda murda murda, kill kill kill

That's right.. (killer, killer)

Murda murda murda, kill kill kill

Flex.. flex.. flex.. flex..

(I'm going to kill you!)

Verse One: Method Man

Slowly I turn, step by step

Through the back window, I crept

Silent as a mouse on the set

While everybody in the house slept

I disconnect the phones and the rest

Find a butcher knife, cut the power lines to the lights

Now a nigga wild for the night

I come like the livin dead, straight from the dirt

Back to avenge his own death on this earth

Ever hear of Jason? Then you know my work

Down to the basement, the dog get it first

I can't help myself, my thoughts ain't my own

The voices in my head just won't leave me alone

Murda murda murda, kill kill kill

Pissin on the car seats, flattenin the wheels

So there's no escape from the fate that awaits

No one to witness the horror takin place

Yea! Now I'm on my way up the stairs

To the bedroom of my prey unaware

Heads will be hung from the chimney with care

with hopes that the police soon will be here

I'm a KILLER!

(Eye Witness News, channel 7

We are at the scene, of a, horrific crime ladies and gentlemen

I can't describe it right now..)

Verse Two: Redman

Yo..

Yo, fuck knockin, kick the door, evict the four

Yell out, "It's a stick-up, hit the floor!"

You fish cake niggaz, stay lippin off

Did your mama name you, or Mrs. Paul's?

Battlin session, what's up with it?

I talk like I walk with a fucked up pivot

Niggaz scream out, "It's just us bitches!"

"Don't shoot," out the phone booth

I aim at your party, hit the wrong group

"Happy birth..." oooh, ooh ooh ooh!

Niggaz done snapped, runnin hunchback

Duckin, brick walls get thumbtacked

So run laps, 'fore I body you

Bust out the sides, like karate shoes

Doc, turned velcro when night falls