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Artist: Method Man
Album:  Tical
Song:   Sub Crazy
Typed by: OHHLA Webmaster DJ Flash

[Method Man]
Aight?  Check it out (FUCK DAT!)
Word, niggaz smoke too fuckin much man
(Check it out y'all, check it check it out)

We can all get by if we want now
Get a fat piece of the pie if we want
Motherfuckers gettin mad high when they want now
I will survive, recognize it be Tical

[Verse One]
Whattup ock?  Niggaz is strapped, ready for war
On the ill block, things just ain't peace no more
Fuck it - if you ain't with me then forget me
Niggaz tried to stick me, retaliation, no hesitation shifty (bitch)
Creepin niggaz in the dark, triggers with no heart
Rippin ass apart, I be swimmin with the sharks now (yeah)
Stay out my water or it's manslaughter
Kid, you oughta start reachin for that nickle-plated auto-
matic (f'real) my thoughts get sporadic (uh)
Loaded raps bustin mad shots to ya attic (woo!)
They say this hazard, this flow's a hazard
Straight from Hazard County with a bounty on his head, and it said
"Wanted Dead or Alive," I swear by the whites of they eyes
To never take a dive I will survive


[Method Man]
Eeep ock, ihp stop, mmm-barrrrrrrrr
Here we go Star

[Verse Two]
Shit's gonna happen if niggaz start actin
like they want problems, you want 'em, you got 'em
Rap contact, is writin this exact-
ly, the way it should, be, attacked
Killer Beeeees on a swarm
Salaikum asalaam, drops bombs like Qur'an
The ism helps to stimulate my pugilism
I bust rhymes like jism, impregnate the rhythm with the wisdom
Decipher, to see I be hyper
I dwindle the style, that rekindle like old flames
Ssssssss-saliva, check the wicked flows I delivah
Oops, I mean delivers like the Hudson River
Styles be trite, trife like a thief in the night
I be the sneaky-ass nigga bustin nuts in yo wife
Blasted, buggin off Bacardi and acid
Flippin on the mic, it's a classic