And y'all thought it was over (Nah nah it ain't over 'til the fat ***** sings my *****) We ready to Rock & Roll God damn it? (**** Yeah) Dirty Jers'/ New Jerusaluem (Shaolin) Naughty by Nature motherf****rs (Wu-Tang my ******) Grab your hat ***** (C'mon!) [Hook: Method Man] Dum-dum-dum there they go [x4] [Treach] Gettin the realism, statin' the great prism Journalism, the Moses writin', graffitti on the state prison Hard to steal, last year, slash a pop hit Hate related, he's the closest that I lost since Pac (Tupac) Got the glock blown, ready to Rock & Roll Give me a shot that go up the most Cop the blow, nock us no Finger **** the fair place, that's in the stairway Gut a motherf****r, gotta die to get airplay If I can't spray the airwaves, like a great AK You stay where you lay babe, "**** you" is what I dare say Hatin' ****** cuz it ain't passion for rappin' or axin' So sell extortion and jackin', what's happenin'? What's that? The clappin', they'rekidnappin' Sergeants and Captains I'll be mackin' and actin' like a ***** scratchin' for super passion (Blap! Blap! Blap! Blap! Blap! C'mon!) [Chorus: Treach (Method Man)] Rotten and dazed cuz I may not be here tomorrow (eye-ee-eye, eye-ee-eye) World feel the sorrow, click clack, blah blah blah bloaw yo Bullets in, barrels off, urban apparel Like I told you before, click clack, blah blah blah bloaw yo Ready to Rock & Roll (bum bum bum bum bum) {"{"} Ready to Rock & Roll} Ready to Rock & Roll (bum bum bum bum bum) {"{"} Ready to Rock & Roll} Ready to Rock & Roll (bum bum bum bum bum) {"{"} Ready to Rock & Roll} [Method Man] M.C.'s have the right to remain silent Everything you say can and will be held against y'all punk muh'f****rs And Mef can only trust ya as far as I can see ya Me need ya? That'll be the.. day, ya bustas Son suffer, the consequences, for askin' Competition get an ass kickin' so tremendous I throw my draws in it Who representin' for The Projects tennants since Day One? S*it is gettin' deep out here, run your garments son Like ****** when the police depar**ent come Yes y'all, Mef y'all, stank ass an' all I'm too off the hook it don't make no sense to call 1-900- Eat-s*it, I get get my cobra c**k Might death blow, close your eye [Chorus] [Redman] Ready to Rock & Roll, I lock your load I blow the block some mo' Undercover like sellin' cops some blow Bring a pain killer, my name ring a bell Orangutang, I throw it up like gang members Crunk as ****, walkin' in with the pump tucked Punks get it *****, we even jump sluts How 'bout a dump truck sellin' 2 for 5 I ride with tools I made out of school supplies I show you it's not serious for y'all Trouble, I got a phone on my wrist to call (bubble) You ****** know when you pissed 'em off I turn gorilla with football equipment on Cla-cloaw-cla-cloaw, I'm 'bout to tap ya foul Danger, when the last Rotten Rascal out Hang up, phone calls ain't gon' happen now An' I'm straight facin', you ****** can't ask around [Chorus x2]
And y'all thought it was over (Nah nah it ain't over 'til the fat ***** sings my *****) We ready to Rock & Roll God damn it? (**** Yeah) Dirty Jers'/ New Jerusaluem (Shaolin) Naughty by Nature motherf****rs (Wu-Tang my ******) Grab your hat ***** (C'mon!) [Hook: Method Man] Dum-dum-dum there they go [x4] [Treach] Gettin the realism, statin' the great prism Journalism, the Moses writin', graffitti on the state prison Hard to steal, last year, slash a pop hit Hate related, he's the closest that I lost since Pac (Tupac) Got the glock blown, ready to Rock & Roll Give me a shot that go up the most Cop the blow, nock us no Finger **** the fair place, that's in the stairway Gut a motherf****r, gotta die to get airplay If I can't spray the airwaves, like a great AK You stay where you lay babe, "**** you" is what I dare say Hatin' ****** cuz it ain't passion for rappin' or axin' So sell extortion and jackin', what's happenin'? What's that? The clappin', they'rekidnappin' Sergeants and Captains I'll be mackin' and actin' like a ***** scratchin' for super passion (Blap! Blap! Blap! Blap! Blap! C'mon!) [Chorus: Treach (Method Man)] Rotten and dazed cuz I may not be here tomorrow (eye-ee-eye, eye-ee-eye) World feel the sorrow, click clack, blah blah blah bloaw yo Bullets in, barrels off, urban apparel Like I told you before, click clack, blah blah blah bloaw yo Ready to Rock & Roll (bum bum bum bum bum) {"{"} Ready to Rock & Roll} Ready to Rock & Roll (bum bum bum bum bum) {"{"} Ready to Rock & Roll} Ready to Rock & Roll (bum bum bum bum bum) {"{"} Ready to Rock & Roll} [Method Man] M.C.'s have the right to remain silent Everything you say can and will be held against y'all punk muh'f****rs And Mef can only trust ya as far as I can see ya Me need ya? That'll be the.. day, ya bustas Son suffer, the consequences, for askin' Competition get an ass kickin' so tremendous I throw my draws in it Who representin' for The Projects tennants since Day One? S*it is gettin' deep out here, run your garments son Like ****** when the police depar**ent come Yes y'all, Mef y'all, stank ass an' all I'm too off the hook it don't make no sense to call 1-900- Eat-s*it, I get get my cobra c**k Might death blow, close your eye [Chorus] [Redman] Ready to Rock & Roll, I lock your load I blow the block some mo' Undercover like sellin' cops some blow Bring a pain killer, my name ring a bell Orangutang, I throw it up like gang members Crunk as ****, walkin' in with the pump tucked Punks get it *****, we even jump sluts How 'bout a dump truck sellin' 2 for 5 I ride with tools I made out of school supplies I show you it's not serious for y'all Trouble, I got a phone on my wrist to call (bubble) You ****** know when you pissed 'em off I turn gorilla with football equipment on Cla-cloaw-cla-cloaw, I'm 'bout to tap ya foul Danger, when the last Rotten Rascal out Hang up, phone calls ain't gon' happen now An' I'm straight facin', you ****** can't ask around [Chorus x2]
