[Intro: Erick Sermon, Method Man & Redman]
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Def Squad, Wu-Tang, haha
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Uh-huh, yeah
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Yeah (Yo, yo), uh
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Yo, yo-yo (Yeah, word up, uh)
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Yo, yo-yo (Redman, uh)
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Yo, yo (Iron Lung)
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Yo, yo-yo-yo (Word), yo-yo, yo, yo-yo
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E-Dub uh, word, yo
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[Verse 1: Redman & Method Man]
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Call us guerillas of the mist, raunchy vocalists
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Your code name? Doc, whats your name? Hot Nicks
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Who them slick kids puffin that shit, holdin they dicks?
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Yo, them same two drivin your whip, fuckin your bitch
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Hold me down, son, yo, I hold you down with the pound
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You got a lot of biscuits, ayo, but where they at now?
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Diggy-down-down, we Reservoir Dogs, you puppy chow-chow
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Got my mittens on the kitten, making it meow-meow
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Yo, we bring the beef to you infested with the mad cow disease
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We set to load, cock and squeeze
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Boo-yah, we too hard to hold off
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One arm slam ya like Nikolai Volkoff
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When I dip-dip-dive, uh (Dive, uh), the anti-socializer (‘Lizer)
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Everything be ice cream, observe the Frusen Glädjé
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We rock ya, knock ya fuckin whole team off the roster
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Starting lineup, Iron Lung and Funk Doctor
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[Chorus]
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Stomp with the big dogs (Check it, check it out)
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Stomp with the big dogs (Check it, check it out)
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Stomp with the big dogs (Check it, check it out)
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Stomp with the big dogs (Check it, check it out)
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[Verse 2: Method Man, Redman & Erick Sermon]
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Johnny Blaze the Ghost Rider (Uh)
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Ghost stories by the campfire (Uh), we nightbreed, vampire
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Be duckin from the head rushin (Uh) Wu-Tang production (Uh)
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Percussions bringin repercussions (Uh) I hold my mic sideways bustin
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Another one bites the dust and (Uh)
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Cardiac arrest clutchin (Uh) your chest suckin (Uh)
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Your last breath, M-R, period, Meth
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Niggas dyin from paper cuts, bleedin to death
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Down these mean streets, Jonny Quest (Uh)
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From ASCAP to NASDAQ, get that money sack (Uh)
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These habitats aint no place to raise a family at
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These alley cats (Uh) be at war with these dirty rats (Uh)
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So watch your back when you come to the slums (No)
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There aint nowhere to run from the Iron Lizza-Lung (Uh)
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Phasers on stun, I be givin it to son (Yeah)
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My plague spares no one, my uzi weigh a ton (Word up, Meth yo)
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[Chorus]
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Stomp with the big dogs (Check it, check it out)
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Stomp with the big dogs (Check it, check it out)
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Stomp with the big dogs (Check it, check it out)
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Stomp with the big dogs (Check it, check it out)
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[Post-Chorus: Erick Sermon]
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Were on the move (Check it, check it out)
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Were on the move (Check it, check it out)
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Were on the move (Check it, check it out), stomp with the big dogs
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Were on the move (Check it, check it out, yeah, dynamic duo, uh)
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[Verse 3: Redman & Method Man]
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Pon cock, the Don Juan Doc
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Send crews back to the shoeshine box, connect the dots
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My description, Black male, yellowed and mellow
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I make it hard for MCs to run neck and elbow
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With D-O, penal code, Deebo knows
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To duck when he hear the bike with the squeaky clutch
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Swallow this hard act to follow
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You could parachute off my slang and use my rhymes to toggle
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Im tense, so smooth I cant be fingerprinted
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I stomp harder in slow motion (Den-den, den-den-den)
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Yo, fuck your applaud, bitches still rush me
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Like they rushed the store before Soul Train Awards
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Incorporate a law, whoever aint raw get they hand chopped
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By Jamal with the Wu sword (Ooh-whee)
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My crew specialize in snakin your bitch
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Robbin you while you on the floor, shakin and shit
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Im doin me, now do you (Yo, who you?), Doc
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I bomb shit til the conflicts crucial, I
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Be the Black El Niño, I mean, yo, Im supreme
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Like the team show, what you paid your cream for
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(To see us sit down?) Yo, nah, we get the fuck up
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(And leave the one you with) Then take her from Usher
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Thats right, six-double-o with chrome pipes
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U.S. Marshals, out to pen us up like Snipes
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(Throw it in drive) Fuck takin me and Meth alive
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(Ayo, you lick that-a-way) You lick out the other side
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[Outro: Erick Sermon]
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Uh, yeah, yeah
