What The Beat (Feat. Method Man & Royce The 5-9)

[Method Man]

****** is like "Oh my God not you!"

Yes I'm in the flesh like hollow heads through your vest

No contest, M.E.-Eth Man's obsessed

With ***, drugs and rock and 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 ***** kill a murder record

My verbal shooter does it to ya

The 16-bar Ruger, busting yo funky **** 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 out of 10 I'll be the, men of all men I mean the

Creme de la creme a schemer, sipping on 'Gnac and Zima

True Professional too(two)(DJ Cluee!)

Now that Bush is president ***** we all through

[Eminem]

It's like a jungle sometimes it makes me wonder

Why I keep on ducking under the bed when I hear thunder

Cause I ain't crazy, I say s**t that's crazy to crazy people

To make 'em believe I'm crazy so they can relate to me

And maybe believe in Shady so they can be evil baby

I like that! I'm only as crazy as people made me

Believe me, they'd be just as many ************* murderers

And h****n users without Marilyn's music

But I figure I make my music I don't care if you use it

To murder somebody, I just wanna be there when you do it

Now the parents are suing cause little Darren is screwing

Karen and Susan cause I told him to do it on Clue's new s**t

Now it's all ruined, the whole world is ****** up

Cause of me? Two 12-year old girls is knocked up

My attitude's '**** it' like Pac's was at one point

Wanna come join? Pick up a Glock and just point

Now everybody's killing everybody and everybody's bloody

And I'm just laughing like it's funny

Cause I don't really give a s**t about no-*************-body

I'm so ************* nutty, I don't give a **** about nothing

[Royce da 5'9"]

My wrist is water and freezer mix, this is

Audio Jesus the repent s**t gets big

Keep a sharp-like knife in a pop device

So "Duro you gotta let it bump!", I came from a hard knock life

They say this kid be rude like this can't be true

I'll suck my own **** like if I had a rib removed

Vampire, sun go down, I'm still wilding

Bullets travel through the air in the night like Phil Collins

Rock City baby, knife through your throat 'til you're broke

Rise from the underground like sewer smoke

It's all shifty, I got all of my dogs with me

And they all rich, and still all of their palms itchy

We'll pump, rumble over birds jungle urge

Walking like we talking drunk while we stumble over words

Clue, Duro, Slim, Meth

Five, Nine, hold up, breath

[Method Man]

It's just, Mr. Meth and DJ Clue

I ain't crazy, I just do what the beats say do

[Eminem]

It's just, Slim Shady and DJ Clue

I ain't evil, I just do what the beats say do

[Royce]

Uhh, uhh, Royce Five-Nine and DJ Clue

I ain't bad, I just do what the beats say do

[DJ Clue]

DJ Clue, Desert Storm

Come on man