Method Man, Raekwon - Meth Vs. Chef(1994)

[00:01.91] [Kung Fu Sample]
[00:08.05] Duel, worthy of a general
[00:10.08] If you want to fight, fight with me!
[00:13.03] One to one! Man to man!
[00:16.06] [Intro: Lounge Lo, (Raekwon)]
[00:18.96] Get ready to gel team!
[00:20.09] Live and direct from the one-six-ooh
[00:22.02] We got Tical, pow! Raekwon the Chef, Tical!
[00:27.06] It's about to go on, Tical!
[00:29.17] You make the call, I make the call!
[00:31.15] It's all for all
[00:33.17] Method Man, Raekwon the Chef
[00:36.10] (Count my shells)
[00:37.17] And there's about to be one left
[00:38.33] (Count my shells, nigga)
[00:39.31] I know you know it's on kid
[00:40.37] (Bring that shit I don't give a fuck!)
[00:42.35] *Bell rings*
[00:43.42] [Method Man, (Raekwon)]
[00:44.40] Who lit that shit it was I the chinky-eye
[00:45.45] Cheeba-hawk from New York, Tical Staten Isle
[00:46.51] Niggaz thought, that they could walk a dog but they caught
[00:50.57] A bad situation, cause I'm a sandwich short
[00:51.51] Of a picnic, cause you ain't equipped with the sickening
[00:52.66] Style, blowing up the spot like ballistic
[00:56.68] Missiles, I be comin through like the four-nine-three-eleven
[01:00.69] Tearing up the power-u, Me-Tical
[01:02.77] A bad motherfucking Buddha Monk, what the fuck
[01:04.70] Hit your chest, like cardiac arrest, blow the front
[01:07.74] Out the frame, hit the pussycat for the pain
[01:09.71] Of the dog shit, nobody move run your garments
[01:12.71] A rugged vet, terrible like a Champion sweat
[01:14.88] Wrap a power in a tec, to wet
[01:16.80] A nigga up, with all the dangerous diseases
[01:19.85] Sniffling sneezing coughing aching stuffy head fever
[01:22.95] Fucker, I think it's bout time that you suffer
[01:24.05] Bobbing on my nob like an all day sucker
[01:28.05] *Bell rings* Bitch!
[01:30.08] Meth Vs. Chef
[01:31.92] (It's my turn) Meth Vs. Chef
[01:34.92] (Yo let's bring that shit baby) Meth Vs. Chef
[01:37.03] (Yo, yeah, one more time nigga) Meth Vs. Chef
[01:39.08] (Callin me out, it's goin off) I blow your fuckin ass to death
[01:41.03] *Bell rings*
[01:42.00] [Raekwon]
[01:43.02] I'm going all out kid no turnbacks
[01:44.13] You could try to front, get smoked and that's that
[01:46.18] Lyric assassin, dressed in black bugging
[01:48.17] Sixteen shots to your mug, from a slug then
[01:51.15] I go to war in a concrete jungle, make the punt
[01:54.19] Cause niggaz act funny, and fumble
[01:56.23] But I relax, count my shells, a lot of heads gotta fly
[01:58.27] Niggaz stay strapped, armed to die
[02:01.26] Time for jet-black Tim boot, flowing
[02:04.35] Wha-Su God get him, hit em with the nine troop
[02:06.33] No question, cha-cha-BLOW in the session
[02:08.35] Bloodshot in that direction, cypher
[02:10.44] *Bell rings*
[02:11.40] Attack you like chess moves best move
[02:13.46] Yo, yeah, yo
[02:15.57] The boards, your ass
[02:18.51] 'Tack, 'tack, 'tack, uH! *bell rings*
[02:20.48] 'Tack the boards like chess moves best move
[02:23.55] At Rae through, comin at your motherfuckin crew
[02:26.51] Live direct, yeah you better step
[02:28.63] Gunshots ring on the set, let's jet
[02:30.61] Motivate, to the gate
[02:32.77] With some quick high Rae stay fly, and rob your Isle
[02:35.79] Airwaves, yo behave
[02:37.89] Now you're a slave with the boots that paved the way
[02:40.09] *Bell rings three times*
[02:43.12] Ahh shit!
[02:49.23] Chef Vs. Meth Vs. Meth
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