Errbody Scream Songtext
von Method Man & Redman feat. Keith Murray

(Everybody just scream!)
Yeah, yeah
Ayo, Meth nigga. (What up?)
Ayo, Keith Murray, nigga
Pass the motherfucking weed, nigga
(Meth got that joint!)
(Nah, you got that shit, nigga, stop playing)
You know how I do when I come in the motherfucking building, man
Yeah! Redman, nigga
(Everybody just scream!)


Call your moms on the phone, it′s the jam
I got jet skis that ride over land
Since a young buck, had fire in my hands
When I was bumping, "Roxanne, Roxanne" (Okay!)
I got Jim and the OJ
Rock Friday the next Friday like O'Shea
Hit the West Coast, 6-4 on tre
Doctor Bombay, sick flow all day
I don′t play fair, niggas can't see me
That's why I make it do what it do, baby, yeah
You want some? Yeah, niggas hit the floor
When I kick in the door, waving the.44, fo′ sho′
Uncle Snoop, where's the coupe?
′Cause I keep a ho fighting like New York in hoops
Strap up your boots, move around
Pick it up like engine number nine
It's time, homie, Tech, what′s good?
And it ain't hard to tell how I rep my hood
You a beast like me? Rep your hood
Sign the check when I mic check, one, two!

West Coast niggas love getting it started
Down South niggas love getting it started
East Coast niggas love getting it started
But when we in the house, shit get retarded
When we in the house, shit get retarded
When we in the house, shit get retarded
We came to finish what y′all started
(Everybody just scream!)


Ayo, fuck your prognosis on who's the dopest
You get stank like super chronic halitosis
If you looking for beef, you know you gon' get it
Got you niggas yelling, "Call the cops! Get the paramedics!"
Keith Murray, Method Man, Redman
Hip-hop got Barack in his b-boy stance
Like a nigga with no legs, you don′t stand a chance
′Gainst the Wu-Tang, Def Squad, L.O.D., war dance
One glance, watch Keith Murray hop out in a hurry
Cold like a McFlurry, no Mickey D's
Show me the money like Jerry Maguire
L.O.D. for hire, I′m ready
I rep Strong Island, punks get rushed
I pack house like Biggie and Notorious
Wu warriors, who the fuck are you?
I pop a E and the gun go Pikachu
Niggas know how deep the crew, get at me
I'm nasty, but I went from ashy to glassy
Got badonkadonks waving all at me
′Cause I be doing my thing and making everybody scream!

West Coast niggas love getting it started
Down South niggas love getting it started
East Coast niggas love getting it started
But when we in the house, shit get retarded
When we in the house, shit get retarded
When we in the house, shit get retarded
We came to finish what y'all started
(Everybody just scream!)

Yo, Brick City, Staten, Long Island, we back
More violent on the track, black talons in the gat
Bomb shit like a nigga wound in Iraq
See the truth or the fact, niggas lying in they raps
Me? I′m a diamond in the rough, in the cut
Like the rocks I got locked, frying in the dutch
Forget about your top five, try and top mine
Take shine like I got my iron in your guts
You know I keep it fired up, fire in the hole
'Til the game old and tired, I'll retire when I′m old
I′m trying to keep it hot like the pilot and the stove
While these rappers lose power putting powder in they nose
Meth, Keith Murray, and Redman, yo
Fuck you and your mama on the headband, ho
You can call the kid a modern day Van Gogh
Take the art to a place where the fake can't go
My chain and my pants hang low
Got my own name brand, I′m the man, bay bro
Cash in advance, I'ma blow up with the dough
Woah-ho-ho! Now let me, like, slow up with the flow

West Coast niggas love getting it started
Down South niggas love getting it started
East Coast niggas love getting it started
But when we in the house, shit get retarded
When we in the house, shit get retarded
When we in the house, shit get retarded
We came to finish what y′all started
(Everybody just scream!)