featuring Method Man

Verse One: Notorious Meth

I used to get feels on a bitch

Now I throw shields on the dick

To stop me from that HIV shit

And niggaz know they soft like a Twinkie filling

Playin the villian

Prepare for this rap killin

Biggie Smalls is the illest

Your style is played out like Arnold wondered

"What you talkin bout Willis?"

The thrill is gone the black Frank White

is here to excite and

throw dick to dykes

Bitches I like em brainless

Guns I like em stainless steel

I want the fuckin Fortune like the Wheel

I squeeze gats till my clips is empty

Don't tempt me [T-H-O-D

Man] You don't want to fuck with Biggie

Here I am, I'll be damned if this ain't some shit

Come to spread the butter lyrics over hominy grit

It's the low killer death trap, yes I'm a jet black ninja

Comin where you rest at, surrender

Step inside the ring, youse the number one contender

Lookin cold booty like your pussy in December

Nigga stop bitchin, button up ya lip and

From Method all you gettin is a can of ass-whippin

Hey, I'll be kickin, you son, you doin all the yappin

Actin as if it can't happen

You front and got me mad enough to touch somethin

Yo I'm from Shaolin, Island, and ain't afraid to bust somethin

So what cha want nigga, ya punk nigga

I got a six-shooter and a horse named Trigger

It's real, ninety-four, rugged raw

Kickin down your god damn door [and it goes a lil somethin like this]

Chorus:

Fuck the world, don't ask me for shit

And everything you get ya gotta work hard fot it

Honies shake your hips, ya don't stop

And nig