Method Man & Redman — BO2 Intro

[Intro: Redman (Method Man) {stage people}] D.C. make some God damn noise {You got, you got Meth mic, right?} {We can only fix one mic at a time} {Ok, he got Meth, mic?} (Ladies and gentlemen, we'd like to welcome you) (To the Redman & Method Man show) Yes sir, yes sir [Verse 1: Redman] Yo, when you see smoke in the air Two hot boys that put coke in your ear Fuck pimp, I wanna get dope of the year 'Til I die and I smoke with Aaliyah Boost my career, and bear arms heavy What you tryna get, I was there already (Woo!) Yeah, I'm a wise ass, take one to know one Asshole Academy, yeah I'm the spokesman Talk that greasy (Yeah!), on the north TV Even pigs love the Boss Hog CD What you find hard, I do it easy I can see why the next guy wanna be me Yeah, I'm a problem, y'all can't solve 'em Straight up bitch like Cartman mama (Woo!) Keep a 'brown fox' like the 'ill na na' B.O. 2, bitch, we bring the drama [Hook: Redman] How the fuck y'all feeling tonight? Yeah! Yeah! How the fuck y'all feeling tonight? For real [Verse 2: Method Man] Yup, I think my mind playing tricks on me I hold the weight like my name set the smith on me It's Meth & Doc, nigga, back on that shit, homey Back on the strip, how many women wan' strip for me? This nigga spit, don't he? My flow is heavy As Katrina when she broke the levy's, real as they get, whoadie Y'all better get to know me, I'm top notch Got a thing for the top spot, too hot for you to hold me When niggas ugly you gotta cut me a dime Little Asian honey is funny, she love me long time Get this money, if you don't mind, got money on my m'ind Cause I'm hungry, never dummy, the sun forever shine, nigga If you rolling with us, then throw your hands up We need Bricks and Staten Island to stand up Here's your chance, my niggas, go 'head and man up Blunt Brothers, see we at a level they can't touch [Hook: Redman] How the fuck y'all feeling tonight? How the fuck y'all feeling tonight? For real [Outro: Redman (Method Man) {both}] Yo, Redman (Method Man) back in the building (We can ship gold) fuck one million (Underground rap) That's what you hearing {Middle finger up like fuck y'all feelings} {Yeah, yeah, fuck y'all feelings} That's how it sound when them boys be wheeling {Yeah, yeah, fuck y'all feelings} (Niggas can't eat, then it's back to robbing and stealing) Give it up, nigga!