[Method Man]   The mad stola, the mad stola   (Who? Russel who?)   Ha ha, nah let me stop   Word up this is a Def Jam production   Featuring, Johnny Blaze word up   Another madman joint, dirtman on the track   Watch how I flip the script, flip the script   Check the steez (believe that)   Check it out now, check it check it out      I get drunk off of cheap wine and hold frontline   Niggas wanna front, fine   Fuck with me and mine   Rain on your sunshine   Swine niggas comin hard as a pork rind   Can you dig it, only five percent live it   While the rest of you fake niggas try to get it   Who the Stallion, half of y'all need to quit it   Frontin hard and be soft as a cotton knit   No balls at all, if you do son then get with it   I'm razor sharp and my jaw bone I might spit it   I'm dealin with it on an everyday basis   Growin weary, gettin cold as I stack glaciers   In the zone it's Tical want to get stoned   Throw your hands in the air and puff a Meth bone   Did you ever get the feeling for that phat shit   Somethin different from that R&B and rap shit   Well here it come from the gums of the one, I amaze   I fire in the sky, peep me now, Johnny Blaze   Check it, my mind's on the rhyme, ain't a damn thing funny   Get money, blaze with resent, kill the fraudulent   Fucker givin me the grill   Nowadays everybody tryin to keep it real   4th Disciple hit me with that 30/30 rifle   Beats from the streets mega-trifle   Rap gymnastics, flippin from the cradle to the casket   Take another pull, fantastic   It's the Method not the Plastic Man   Comin down like hourglass sands, check the tactic   Flow P.L.O., P.L.O. now you know   The ultimate and rhyme legittin   Peep the counterfeittin or get snake bitten   Doped up with deadly venom, Johnny Blaze get up in em   Lay em out like Lee did em, can you dig it   Can a brother eat, can I live it   Gets no deeper, whoever slippin get the sleeper   Whole faces of death, bodies cold   On some Evil Dead part 2, swallow your soul   Yeah, and it don't stop   The body body body body rock, yeah   Hip hop, who sat out in the dark   We used to do it out in the park   Hill Avenue, ain't a damn thing new   Stay true to my Clan, I'm a family man   Loyalty brought me royalty   To the Gods I give my heart and soul totally   It's so hard can't be broken, that's my life   I'ma die if I think twice, I'm not jokin   To the essence if I'm half steppin   Politician use the system, a lethal weapon   When we slip up, lethal injection   Ha, everyday life's a lesson   I take my spot in the lower class section   Johnny Blaze, 9-5 to the 9-6   Word up, keep it movin