Method Man, Redman - Redman & Method Man - Freestyle lyrics

Microphone coming down when I
Have to tweak ya
(Break ya) ass, blow your ass one time
Peace ta
Dj Twiz, I will leave your ass blind
Causin' ruckus for all you muthafuckas
Don't you know me and Method
Man jam like smuckers
All you fools out there
Wanna test these thieves
You better come down wit the
Buddah bless then freeze
And gimme all your loot
And your weed muthafucka
You just a cheesy ass sleeve, of the grass
Blow your ass fill the blast from the past
When I smoke the hash
It's that Funk Doctor Spock, got it lock
Methtical, get on the mic right now

My rap guns be blazing, trails
I'm hard as nails society's the cage
Got me locked down in hell
My mental is trapped in the shadows of rap
Casualties 'cause my reality is strapped
Criminology pays, the sun got the rays
Wit the heat seeking missiles
AKA Johnny Blaze, ow
Hurt so good, Ow, take it to the Ow
Methtical bring it to your headpiece, Ow
What you wanna do, shit, niggas be like
That's that shit
That make you wanna get high
Now open that high shit, I be choking
What's that shit that they be smoking? Tical

Yea, word up, 1996 in your ass, in your ass
Funkmaster Flex
Funkmaster Flex, complilation
Freestyle album, freestyle in your ass
In your ass, in your ass, nigga
Anybody out there wanna bring it
Bring it, bring it on, bring it on

We got lyrics for years for
All you fuking peers
Now you think muthafukas grate to you ears
That's the freestyle, proclaim your name
Who's that nigga smoking Buddah
On the A train

It's the Funk Doctor Spock, rock the spot
Word up coming through, got the Glock
To your headpiece, what
Release, what, tension, when I mention
Niggas gave no competition to this
Shit we got here
The real shit, terror to your ear
Feel the fear
Coming down, now up the atmosphere
What we doing
Up your spine, move the back, recline
Say some shit that make you wanna get high

Word up, how high muthafucka, 1996, peace
Def Squad and Wu Tang up in this bitch, yea
1996 shootout