Listen to Meth Vs. Chef song with lyrics from Method Man

Meth Vs. Chef

Method Man14 Feb 1994

Meth Vs. Chef Lyrics

 

Meth Vs Chef-Method Man

 

Duel worthy of a general

 

If you want to fight fight with me

 

One to one Man to man

 

Get ready to gel team

Live and direct from the one-six-ooh

 

We got Tical pow Raekwon the Chef Tical

It's about to go on Tical

You make the call I make the call

It's all for all

Method Man Raekwon the Chef

(Count my shells)

And there's about to be one left

(Count my shells ni**a)

I know you know it's on kid

(Bring that sh*t I don't give a f**k )

Who lit that sh*t it was I the chinky-eye

Cheeba-hawk from New York Tical Staten Isle

Niggaz thought that they could walk a dog but they caught

A bad situation cause I'm a sandwich short

Of a picnic 'cause you ain't equipped with the sickening

Style blowing up the spot like ballistic

Missiles I be comin' through like the four-nine-three-eleven

Tearing up the power you me Tical

A bad motherf**king Buddha monk what the f**k

Hit your chest like cardiac arrest blow the front

Out the frame hit the pussycat for the pain

Of the dog sh*t nobody move run your garments

A rugged vet terrible like a champion sweat

Wrap a power in a tec to wet

A ni**a up with all the dangerous diseases

Sniffling sneezing coughing aching stuffy head fever

F**ker I think it's bout time that you suffer

Bobbin on my nob like an all day sucker

 

B**ch

 

Meth versus Chef

(It's my turn)

 

Meth versus Chef

(Yo let's bring that sh*t baby)

Meth versus Chef

(Yo yeah one more time ni**a)

Meth versus Chef

(Callin' me out it's goin' off)

I blow your f**kin' a** to death

I'm goin' all out kid no turnbacks

You could try to front get smoked and that's that

Lyric assassin dressed in black buggin'

Sixteen shots to your mug from a slug then

I go to war in a concrete jungle make the punt

'Cause niggaz act funny and fumble

But I relax count my shells a lot of heads gotta fly

Niggaz stay strapped armed to die

Time for jet-black Tim boot flowin'

Wha-Su God get him hit 'em with the nine troop

No question cha-cha-blow in the session

Bloodshot in that direction cypher

 

'Tack you like chess moves best move

Yo yeah yo

 

The boards your a**

 

'Tack 'tack 'tack uh

'Tack the boards like chess moves best move

At Rae through comin' at your motherf**kin' crew

Live direct yeah you better step

Gunshots ring on the set let's jet

Motivate to the gate

With some quick high Rae stay fly and rob your line

Airwaves yo behave

Now you're a slave with the boots that paved the way

 

Ahh sh*t

 

 

Chef verses Meth verses Meth