[00:00.00] 作词 : Chavarria, Porter, Smith[00:00.03]Ooooh! We have returned[00:09.39]Yeah, show you how to flow again (show you how to flow again)[00:15.12]It's the rap rule again (hehehehe) Yo, yo..[00:20.55][Streetlife] (Method Man)[00:21.15]Street, Meth, we ride like A.C. and O.J. (y'all niggaz crazy!)[00:24.24]I runs up on you in broad days, I'm a Loose Link[00:26.70]I carry's the Heaterz, always[00:28.35]Small timers, get left for dead in the hallways[00:30.84]It's that ill breed, move in warp speed, follow my lead[00:33.12](Me and my Co-D's, about to O.D.) let me procede[00:35.76]I'm that O.G., you're not in my league (you know my steez)[00:38.10]I put the smackdown, on you killer clown M.C.'s[00:40.59][Method Man] (Streetlife)[00:41.19]I rock for all my niggaz (I rock for all my niggaz)[00:43.17]That's why I hurt to be here, okay, let me see here[00:45.84]Stat' Land, crooked letter is I, we back, man[00:48.27]Harder than a mother****er on viagra gettin' a lap dance[00:50.76]Hittin' like a back hand (I slap y'all kids)[00:52.98]As if we in a game of spades, and y'all renig'[00:55.29]John Blaze, not the clothing, cuz some of that is slum[00:57.75](Son, I'm already knowin') cut they jeans mad young[01:00.36][Chorus 2X: Kon Artis][01:05.19]In the Crooked Letter I, it's do or die[01:12.24]****ed up, every man fights to stay alive[01:14.97]In the Crooked Letter I, you should not try[01:17.13]Meth Tical, Streetlife, Killa Bee, why..[01:19.41][Method Man] (Streetlife)[01:20.01]Stingy with my dough, even stingier with dojia'[01:22.47](Told y'all) You'll never go broke, long as I yo'ya[01:24.78]Maintain your composure, or party over[01:27.27]For stank niggaz, who get it, twisted like yoga[01:29.82]Holla for a dollar, yea, and y'all ain't gotta go home[01:32.58](But y'all gotta get the **** outta here)[01:34.59]Who stay "Lo" like Jennifer, won't see me a lot[01:37.02]But when you see Vivica, tell her she a "Fox"[01:39.03][Streetlife] (Method Man)[01:39.63]We rollin', big truck, sittin' on chrome (twistin' a bone)[01:42.72]Talkin' to a bird on the bat phone[01:44.55]Zonin', out the area, roamin'[01:46.89]The closest you could come to my style, maybe, is clonin'[01:49.38]The omen (I'm warnin' you now!) niggaz is holdin'[01:51.84]Run up, watch me put one up in your colon[01:54.24]Chizzle town, thugs in the club, like chicks posin'[01:56.70]Lambchop niggaz is sheep in wolf clothing[01:59.13][Chorus 2X][02:05.88][Streetlife] (Method Man)[02:19.35]Beware, danger, shoot off your flares[02:21.18]Warn all your dogs (tell 'em we here)[02:23.55]The Stat' (we don't bust our guns in the air)[02:25.89]Never that, y'all don't come out til the coast is clear[02:28.23](Who you suppose to fear) Street, I fears no one[02:30.96]You all thumbs, I probably murder you with your gun[02:33.27]Crooked Letter I+Tical 0: The Prequel+When I start lettin' off (niggaz is jettin' off[02:36.21]You straight chicken broth, we holes in your terrycloth[02:38.22][Method Man][02:38.52]Double O, 3, long time no see[02:40.59]Who mind parts seas, and cause blind to see[02:43.05]Some think this industry is just all rhyme and G[02:45.51]Then he make it to the door, and he can't find the key[02:47.97]Don't know what it be, to make y'all follow my lead[02:50.52]Or make this pretty thing on her knees swallow my seed[02:53.01]If rap wasn't rap no more, what would it be[02:55.32]I don't know, I'd be zonin' sometime, must be the tree... that's that bomb shit[03:07.77][Chorus to fade][03:09.45][Outro: Streetlife (Method Man)][03:10.41]Yeah, Homicide Housing, Loose Linx[03:15.24]Carlton Fisk, D.C., rest in peace[03:22.83]To the Million Dollar Kid, Y[03:24.18](S.I., N.Y., 10304) Sick eyes, Size 7[03:28.53]Crooked Letter I+Tical 0: The Prequel+Big Nut, what up (Big up to Denaun, good lookin' on the track, nigga[03:35.13]Matter fact, I'mma call Staten Island the tri-borough, now on[03:39.42]Crooked Letter I+Tical 0: The Prequel+Cuz we'll "tri" any mother****in' thing) Homicide Housing.[03:42.12]Crooked Letter I+Tical 0: The Prequel+(**** y'all