Who You Be

[Intro: Method Man]

Gonna throw a lil' somethin like this

Pacewon

Mr. Meth

Young Zee

Funk Doctah

Come on

[Verse 1: Pacewon]

Yo, yo, yo

I like to smoke I like to gamble

Slap that face I'm like Anthony Soprano

Lets hear it for the mob boss

Bird catch it highed up til his eyes crossed

Fat belly, tall boy loungin' with his socks off

No tan, toe jam like Roseanne

Got guns so big I bust with both hands

Pull .9 mm's and TEC's that don't jam

Mad family and friends in the drug program

[Verse 2: Method Man]

I go *raaaaarr raaaaarr* like I had cereberal palsy

We ain't got no time to be playin with y'all see

Shaolin, Dirty Jers' what y'all ain't heard?

Fuckin ya birds, pluckin ya nerves, puffin ya herb

Slap ya C.E.O. off his podeum

Hand in my coat like Napoleon

Wrapped around a hot nickelodeon

Oh seven one three oh four thats the code we in

School of hard knocks here we go again

[Verse 3: Young Zee]

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Ayo Hot Nicks you got me noddin' off the doses

While the Outs burn bush like God talkin' to Moses

They mad I push the F1 with three front seats

Rock fatter chains than slave workers had on they feet

Smoke blunts til my breath smell, hop on my Nextel

Chick from West L bang her head against the bed rail

Y'all betta leave 'fore Zee get evil

I'll tell you a secret, I see dead people

[Verse 4: Redman]

Ayo, ayo Pace

The Doc sports timbs with no lace

I cum in her mouth and it look like Colgate

I'm a gorilla, chewin' on bananas

Psycho, I'm the one that blew my head in Scanners

Bricks, lyrics and guns gotta stay smokin'

Even Live to L.A. don't leave the gate open

I carry two shotties and I'ma squeeze both 'em

And when I'm done me and ya bitch elopin'

[Chorus]

[Young Zee] Y'all know, this how its suppose to be

And y'all know

[Method Man] Think of me 'fore you smoke them trees

[Young Zee] And y'all know

[Pacewon] Wack raps make me choke emcees

[Young Zee] Ayo people, yo, who the fuck we be?

[Method Man] Who you be?

[Young Zee] Young Zee from the MPC

[Method Man] Who you be?

[Redman] Funk Doc from the PPP

[Method Man] Who you be?

[Pacewon] Pacewon from the O-U-T

[Method Man] Who you be?

Mr. Meth, Wu-Tang Killer Bee

[Verse 5: Redman]

Ayo presto outta box

Tap you white folks outta locks

Take the shotguns out the grandfather clocks

Planets that I rock you can't astronaut

My house was on Afrika Bambattas block

Ayo my candy is prepared for manhandlin'

The click from jammin avalanched the grand canyon

Thats how big it is, how large it is

Pitbull bite dog through it, for starvin' it

[Verse 6: Young Zee]

Yeah, tryin' to scare Zee and Funk Doc y'all playin'

If this Scary Movie, you the fag like Shawn Wayans

I pop a lot, I pop shit, I pop guns

I pop cherries, nigga my pops on the run

You pop shit, ya crew betta run

I pop all these shells out and shot pellet guns

Yeah, rock box I loot Elle and run

Rock the Bells, mix it with Duke Ellington

[Verse 7: Method Man]

Yo, they call me Mr. Ticallion stallion

Hard-headed, dick got a pussy fetish

Get'cha cosmetic, Meth at it, call a medic

And while we said it

These niggas wanna catch amnesia and like forget it

The Outsidaz and y'all can call me Bony Boy

Or Rockwilder when we Face/Off like Castor Troy

Creep with me as I roll through the stack

Maniac, lunatic and my whole click packed

[Verse 8: Pacewon]

Ayo Doc, I be spaced like Star Wars

Hardcore nigga, don't lock my car doors

I rock shells toes backspin on cardboard

Gazelle type frames, wave caps, and four-fours

Graffiti to place, leave my tag Pace Blunta

The barrel of my Glock stay hot like late summer

You freckle motherfuckers need shade to lay under

Jake Hunter, look but don't bite I take cover

[Chorus]

[Young Zee] Y'all know, this how its suppose to be

And y'all know

[Method Man] Think of me 'fore you smoke them trees

[Young Zee] And y'all know

[Pacewon] Wack raps make me choke emcees

[Young Zee] Ayo people, yo, who the fuck we be?

[Method Man] Who you be?

[Young Zee] Young Zee from the MPC

[Method Man] Who you be?

[Redman] Funk Doc from the PPP

[Method Man] Who you be?

[Pacewon] Pacewon from the O-U-T

[Method Man] Who you be?

Mr. Meth, Wu-Tang Killer Bee

[Young Zee] Y'all know, this how its suppose to be

And y'all know

[Method Man] Think of me 'fore you smoke them trees

[Young Zee] And y'all know

[Pacewon] Wack raps make me choke emcees

[Young Zee] Ayo people, yo, who the fuck we be?

[Method Man] Who you be?

[Young Zee] Young Zee from the MPC

[Method Man] Who you be?

[Redman] Funk Doc from the PPP

[Method Man] Who you be?

[Pacewon] Pacewon from the O-U-T

[Method Man] Who you be?

Mr. Meth, Wu-Tang Killer Bee