Artist: Method Man f/ Kwamé Album: 4:21... The Day After Song: O.D. * Typed by: Cno Evil * U.K. Bonus Track [Intro: Kwamé] May day, may day I need you to turn this thing up Turn, turn, turn this thing up And make noise, Mr. Meth, Kwamé Let's go, what we about to do right now is [Chorus: Kwamé (Method Man)] O.D. on 'em, O.D. on 'em, O.D. on 'em, O.D. on 'em (Time to lose it, ya'll and do it to the music, just) O.D. on 'em, O.D. on 'em, O.D. on 'em, O.D. on 'em (Ain't nothing to it, if you put your back on 'em and) O.D. on 'em, O.D. on 'em, O.D. on 'em, O.D. on 'em (I'll walk you through it, let you know just how to do it) O.D. on 'em, O.D. on 'em, O.D. on 'em, O.D. on 'em (It's the M-E-T-H, yes I O.D. it, get you high If you light it, let me hear ya'll O.D.) [Method Man] Ok, let's get it on, who wanna get it on? Let it pop like perignon, who wanna get it on? Get right, don't get wrong, got it? Now get gone Any dog try'nna shit on my lawn, get shit upon Can you smell the herb smoke in my clothes, I'm a jerk and it shows Chicks be dancing like they working the pole Back to Meth Man, I'm hurting them though Fuck a knock, I burst in the though You want it? I'm the person to know Let muthafuckas take it personal Cuz half this industry suck dick, or hope to be the first to blow Man, I'm Witty Unpredictable, on any track I rule It don't be hard for me to act a fool, and just [Chorus] [Method Man] My nigga roll with it, flow with it, push the six-four wit it Low-low kit it, wood finish, hood menace, yo Blow with it, blow with it, see that dough, go get it What I do with the dough, ain't none of your business Yo, who spit when he talking in tongues, you'll be amazed how often it come That piff got me coughing up lungs I'm try'nna get bread, ya'll offering crumbs Like ya'll ain't try'nna see Meth licking his thumb, while he sorting his ones, trick Flow bout as hot as the sun get, my blunt lit And I don't hit the track, I run shit, I'm slum bitch Fuck ya'll, never did trust ya'll, back Ready to bust off, kicking that dust off, you know I just [Chorus] [Method Man] I'm an equal oppurtunity, ass kicker These ass licking, brown nosing rappers is ass kissers Who need that cash quicker than a slip in these glass slippers Then pass liquor til he pass out, I'm that nigga Mami got that hourglass figure, who back bigger than crack Mr. Meth, ain't know I did it like that, did ya? If the track is iller than the rap, realer, Meth in fact Still a Wu Killa Bee, slash killa Now that we're acquinted, I might just spit I'm nice and shit If that's a muthafucka, life's a bitch, ain't it? Young black and dangerous, my tongue double edged, I spit bangers That leave you on the edge of your seat like cliffhangers, and I [Chorus]