[Intro: Dirty Ol' Bastard]
Clean up my vocals
(You God damn well I don't smoke this shit Meth')
Yeah
(Shit) I said yeah
(Know damn well I don't smoke this shit)
(Know damn well)
(I remember when we used to go down to the creek)
('Member we used to go down to the creek?)
C'mon baby, baby
(I used to dip your head in the water)
Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby c'mon
Super logical this, super logical that
(Everybody thought you had it in you, you know)
I detect a n***a dialect by the way he rap
I elect myself President MC
My career's so intelligent, unique physique
(You used to jump out the water)
Doing mathematics not democratics
(The water used to glisten all over you body)
Static, topic, Asiatic
You see, young unique, never leak
(What? I said the water used to glisten all over your body)
Ah yeah

[Verse 1]
Bring it on back
Super logical this, super logical that
I detect ya dialect by the way you rap
I elect myself President MC
My career's so intelligent, unique physique
Doing mathematics and I'm not democratic
No static topic, I'm Asiatic
See, I'm unique, never—
Bring back the track
(Wu-Tang, Brooklyn Zoo)
[Verse 2: Method Man & Ol' Dirty Bastard]
Yeah, crazy, lurkin' in the shadows, I'm shady, sheisty
Get your weight up, don't take me lightly
Blasted, dirty to the grain I be stained with the madness
It's the Meth-Tical with the Bastard
MZA, MZA, my name is the Ol' Dirty Bas
My game, to kick your ass
Duh-duh-duh, duh-dun-duh
Duh-duh-duh, duh-duh-duh-dun
Flip and relax, take an Ex-Lax, I'm shittin'
On the industry that was frontin', now they missin'
What everybody else is gettin'
'Cause they wasn't representin' the real
Appeal, like being on time
When it comes to the microphone we killed the swine
Be the original G
Do the rhymin' on time and in the place to be

[Interlude: Ol' Dirty Bastard]
You are now in my trance
(You are getting sleepy)
You are now getting sleepy (Yeah)
(And sleepier)
And sleepy
And sleepy
[Verse 3: Method Man]
This one here's for my people, my people
Enter the thirty-six chambers, the sequel
Part two, for me and the cypher troop
With the Teflon lyrics that you can't get through
With that twenty-two automatic rap you pack, what?
You ain't hittin' with that wack shit you kickin'
Straight from the beginning, of the game
All the way to the ninth inning, I bring the pain
Dark like the midnight train on the track by the RZA
Diesel like Arnold Schwarzenegger

[Outro: Method Man & Ol' Dirty Bastard]
Aha, yo, rewind (Aha)
(Oh shit)
The hardware, choose the hardware
Ask'd you a question and you touched the Ason
Extra, extra, read the drama and another one
Would you intrigue? Do your rap fatigue in the—
Oh
Here I go, ah
Yeah