] Gotta get some weed I was runnin out quick. I had a couple of rips left a little that was it. My sack was getting low, had a little bit a dough.
you gonna do, what you gonna do? (do, do, heee heee!) When the new world order come for you. (for you, for you, ahh!, ahh!) All you can do, what you
is a little bit, a little bit of act right Y'all looking shy, but ya act like y'all don't hear me Little lady You got me just (screwed up) Off of your
older but your look just fine Just the paradise blues You're a piece of dogshit! Give your ass the boot Suck it out, new and improved Just a little bit
what you gonna do, what you gonna do? (do, do, heee heee!) When the new world order come for you. (for you, for you, ahh!, ahh!) All you can do, what
is wack Skills is what you lack I'm like a Benz, you ain't even like Cadillac you mo like a Regal I'ma pit bull, and you's a Beagle I'm set to strangle
A thurmos full of water and a bag of fresh grapes Some more tapes cause you know that music comes first And what's a little Jackson Five gonna hurt? C
a little bit, a little bit of act right Y'all looking shy, but ya act like y'all don't hear me Little lady You got me just (screwed up) Off of your
Gotta get some weed I was runnin out quick. I had a couple of rips left a little that was it. My sack was getting low, had a little bit a dough. Need
Blood stain on my track record, top gunner Chorus: Method Man You know it's sick now, just a little bit, aw shit Can't quit now, hard as a brick, what
rhymes begin Like a chiller or a thriller from beginnin to end You know a song enough to make the London Bridge fall Mistake us for a king at a masquerade