Lyrics Tear It Off - Method Man

Whoo! Yo yo yo, yo yo
Huh
Yo, Van Glorious
This is protected, by the Red
Meth and Tical
Red, slap it down
Meth way out of bounds
Red, throw in the towels
Before we gun down

Yo, flipmodes, toilet bowls explode
When Doc, come drop a shitload
Grip fo's, mushrooms, did those
Dee pistolwhip whores, a bitch owes
Money, bro, I stick a zip code
Tiptoed, before Doc hit Skid Row
Thirsty? Sniffing out a pig nose
My Benz built with wings and 6-0's

My flows is, North Pole cold
My hands got areas to fit snow
Doc mixing hoes and disco's
My dogs, let em walk with ripped clothes
Shows, niggaz pack six rows
We're losing him! His heart won't get pulse
Crack your backs off a ten percent dose
Lip closed? I can hum and shit gold

Tear the roof off the mother
Yo, yo, tear the roof off
Yo, yo, tear the roof off
Back up, don't make me shoot y'all
You don't, want to fuck with us, you don't

I gets down, rip sound, with this stick style
Pist-al, lick round, get off my dick now
Get crabbed, hostile, you kids is all sound timid
Scared to get in it, these dogs is Rockwild'
Unchained, untamed, you know my name
Act strange, pack flame, it's not a game
Just ill flows that kills shows you can feel, yo
Kicking in you do', like a steel toe, for real doe
Y'all gonna learn, I spit germs
When you come short on Big Worm, you get burned
Punks don't get turned, they get done, and get sun
Come get some, the last vict-im, lie in a ditch
Now who wanna fuck with Hot Nikk'
Niggas chew gum with they ass and pop shit
Me and Funk Doc get, toxic
A bowl of rice and some chopsticks
Go make your Wu, just imposters

Tear the roof off the mother
Yo, yo, tear the roof off
Yo, yo, tear the roof off
Back up, don't make me shoot y'all
You don't, want to fuck with us, you don't

Try to O.K. Corral with Doc and Meth Tical
Bar saloon fight, without weapons out
Strech marks, like belly on Kevin? Lous?
One yard to score, only second down
Hoes play wifey, wanna settle down
Trying to lock cash? Bitch better bounce
Boyfriend jump in, Meth, shut him down
Pound to echo loud, bout seven miles
Doc, Dirty Jersey hunt em down
Uncut, rhymes won't even fit the file
Baddest man out the bunch, pick him out
Drunk with a gun, miss you hit the crowd
Snitches, someone kiss to stitch your mouth
Wilder then winos on liquor droughts
Mrs. Howell, Mary-Ann, dig em out
Ginger watch, with the gun in Skipper mouth
Love Da Ruckus, and love to dish it out
Pre-washed MC's, start rinsing out
Get your whole camp put on the missing file
Pushing twelve out, bumping digital

Tear the roof off the mother
Yo, yo, tear the roof off
Yo, yo, tear the roof off
Back up, don't make me shoot y'all
You don't, want to fuck with us, you don't

We Just-Ice, men or mice, ain't nothing nice
(Fuck your life) Your type just too light to fight
We move right, on Fright Night, when niggaz bite
We bust pipe, 'pon does that suck tight
We alright, you all hype and all tripe
In the Source with half mic, you half liked
And half dead, blasted on flat bed
I'm past dead, eyes red, the hash head
Burn something, earn something and learn something
Take my turn fronting, Def Jam ain't heard nothing yet
Suspect, ruffnecks, book 'em Dano
You get bust-ed, never leave home without my mustard
Trust this, out for justice, clown
And caught on Judgement Day, call Joe Brown
Take MC's to town if they starbound
Ashes to ashes, they all fall down
Master you bastards with hazardous tactics
Semi-automatic full rap metal jacket
Blasted in plastic your brain on the mattress
All you kids is ass-backwards and vice-a versa

Tear the roof off the mother
Yo, yo, tear the roof off
Yo, yo, tear the roof off
Back up, don't make me shoot y'all
You don't, want to fuck with us, you don't

Come on, yo tear the roof off
Nigger, yo tear the roof off
Back up, don't make me shoot y'all
You don't, want to fuck with us, you don't
Huh
Yo, you don't want to fuck with us, you don't
Yo, you don't want to fuck with us, you don't