Taking it from the top?. Tippy? Tippy?. . How High?. The Ultimate High. . [Method Man]. Scuse me as I kiss the sky. Sing a song of six pence, a pocet full a rye.
Grab a hold to ya seats, my style bulldoze the streets. I talk dirty, puncture holes in my teeth. Cavity creep, I'm young hung over thirty. You with it move with it, now shut up I'm cool with it.
[Redman]. I'm rollin' in my ride, my eyes real chinky. Hit 145, bout like 12 twinkies. Today a good day, I know don't jinx it. I will keep a smith, just like J Pinkett.
[Method Man]. Yo, welcome. This is MC sharper image. I'm standing here with my dog technology. And we are here to uplift you mind. and upgrade your systems.
Check it out, yo. I be like "yiggy yes y'all", Doctor on call. I'll rock 'til my name in graffiti on the wall. Got flow like the rappers in Great George.
Party people. Party people. Can y'all get funky?. Soul Sonic Force, can y'all get funky?. The Zulu Nation, can y'all get funky?. Yeah, just hit me. Just taste the funk and hit me.
Worst come to worst my peoples come first. . Some people got good friends. At night I live my life right. Intense, on the edge. On the wild. I'm from the group where friction leads to fire.
Aiyyo Ev (Whattup Rak?). There's a lot of cats didn't see this one comin'. Lotta cats not gon' understand. Never saw the path that we walked. You run that joint you did on the radio that night.