DJ Scratch - 1, 2, 1, 2 lyrics

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DJ Scratch - 1, 2, 1, 2 lyrics

[Meth] Come on 1 2 1 2 uh uh 1 2 1 2 Mr. Meth, Funk Doc 1 2 1 2 Uh uh 1 2 1 2 DJ Scratch on the track 1 2 1 2 Wa wa 1 2 1 2 Break your motha f**in back 1 2 1 2 Ah yo yo My, lyric is AWOL Batter up play ball f** yall an*log n***as we be digital, subliminal command From the 5 star general Attack you from the blind side, invisible To the naked eye Where them criminals Better have your 8 essential vitamins and minerals When wu is coming through you know the outcome Critical Conditionin your physical for injurin The officer and gentleman who stack private benjamin [Redman] Off a beat like this I keep a night stick In case any stick up kid with heat might miss I chicken fry rice b**h In a white trench Bustin off two macks I'm like "I'm hit"!!! I'm just playin, I clear the crowd out Like a peppa spray can sprayin I throw lightin out the arms raiden Your guard should pray Next year I do nothin more than Y2K {Hook} We say Wa wa wa wa 1 2 1 2 Wa wa wa wa 1 2 1 2 We say Wa wa wa wa 1 2 1 2 we say Wa wa wa wa 1 2 1 2 We say Wa wa wa wa 1 2 1 2 Wa wa wa wa 1 2 1 2 And if you say f** me [Meth] I'm a say f** you [Redman] Wa wa wa wa 1 2 1 2 [Meth] From deputant down to stripper I'm too nonchalant A drink mixed with four kinds of liquors Catch me at the bar "Fu Bar" Ladies know who we are and Dream of f**in a star Who da scrub Shotgun in this man car Burnin up Forever gettin thrown out the club It be us Paul Shot out and bugged I smoke bud, sniff a bee's a** to get a buzz I'm everything you think you don't know [Redman] I throw a 5 in the power Poppa wheely with the front end hittin speed bumps, 40 miles per hour I'm out at Howard, next to Baltimore Takin change out the fountains at shoppin malls Rats can only afford Chuck E Cheese The blood in my genes is tough like Buddy Lee Semi-dart auto off ya, blood coughin Meth pull the last spark plug with a heart pump {Hook} [Redman] Call me will, enemy at state When Funk Doc run the scam New jacks studderin, dudder? man from the upperhand Punch, atomic bomb'll hit many ]From Bricks to South Park you dyin with Kenny While you bailin I'm trailin Rockin hard hat helmets clip the satellite surveillance When I walk by you better not be kickin Or I put two more in that teriyaki chicken [Meth] You've just been fitted for them cement shoes This is bottom of the lake raps Stab you in the back Kung Fu 52 cops can't withstand the 52 blocks Unless they bust like 52 shots I'm the has been that have not Battle kids at Maxwell's house Know when I'm good to the last drop Whats my name Meth his name Doc Just like urban See me in the gran transportation splurgin Drivin with a turban who push a black suburban (come on) We rollin windows half down through the urban Network law lay it down like a persian M to the E to the F, spell curtain [Redman] Get out your car s**er This ain't yours Robbed you with a gun that filled with paint balls And broads got the nerve to act funny You a champagne ho, with Kool-Aid money Frown b**h, Doc up in that town quick You back down a point on NFL blitz I'm liable to break fool and take two And put your hole in the earth to escape through {Hook} {Talked} DJ Scratch Not ready for prime time playas Mr. Meth, Funk Doc Def Jam 2000 mutha f**a**sssss!!! (echos out) Calm me down baby Nod your head to this Come on Ey yo this is WKYA radio We kickin your motha f**in a** Yo Flex Thats right it's goin down Redman, Method Man blackin the funk out Now listen