| Song | Sub Crazy |
| Artist | Method Man |
| Album | Tical |
| 作词 : Diggs, Smith | |
| Aight! Check it out | |
| Word, niggaz smoke too ****in' much man | |
| We can all get by if we want now | |
| Get a fat piece of the pie if we want | |
| Mother****ers gettin' mad high when they want now | |
| I will survive, recognize it be | |
| TicalWhat up our? | |
| Niggas is strapped, ready for war on the ill block | |
| Things just ain't peace no more, **** it | |
| If you ain't with me then forget me | |
| Niggas try to stick me, retaliation, no hesitation shifty | |
| Creepin' niggaz in the dark, triggas with no heart | |
| Rippin' ass apart, | |
| I'll be swimmin' with the sharks now | |
| Stay out my water or it's manslaughter | |
| Kid, you ought a start reachin' for that nickle-plated | |
| Auto-matic my thoughts get sporadic | |
| Loaded raps bustin' mad shots to ya attic | |
| They say this hazard, this flows a hazard | |
| Straight from | |
| Hazard County with a bounty on his head | |
| And it said, "Wanted Dead or Alive" | |
| I swear by the whites of they eyes to never take a dive | |
| I will survive | |
| We can all get by if we want now | |
| Get a fat piece of the pie if we want | |
| Mother****ers gettin' mad high when they want now | |
| I will survive, recognize it be | |
| TicalEeep ock, hip stop, mmm-bar | |
| Here we go star | |
| Shit's gonna happen if niggas start actin' | |
| Like they want problems, you want 'em, you got 'em | |
| Rap contact, is writin' this exactly, the way it should be | |
| Attacked Killer | |
| Bees on a swarm | |
| Salaikum Asalaam, drops bombs like | |
| QuranThe ism helps to stimulate my pugilism | |
| I bust rhymes like jizm, impregnate the rhythm with the wisdom | |
| Decipher, to see | |
| I be hyper | |
| I bring all the style, that rekindle like old flames | |
| Saliva, check the wicked flows | |
| I delivaOops, | |
| I mean delivers like the | |
| Hudson River | |
| Styles be tight, trite like a thief in the night | |
| I be the sneaky-ass nigga bustin' nuts in yo wife | |
| Blasted, buggin' off | |
| Bacardi and acid | |
| Flippin' on the mic, it's a classic |
| zuò cí : Diggs, Smith | |
| Aight! Check it out | |
| Word, niggaz smoke too in' much man | |
| We can all get by if we want now | |
| Get a fat piece of the pie if we want | |
| Mother ers gettin' mad high when they want now | |
| I will survive, recognize it be | |
| TicalWhat up our? | |
| Niggas is strapped, ready for war on the ill block | |
| Things just ain' t peace no more, it | |
| If you ain' t with me then forget me | |
| Niggas try to stick me, retaliation, no hesitation shifty | |
| Creepin' niggaz in the dark, triggas with no heart | |
| Rippin' ass apart, | |
| I' ll be swimmin' with the sharks now | |
| Stay out my water or it' s manslaughter | |
| Kid, you ought a start reachin' for that nickleplated | |
| Automatic my thoughts get sporadic | |
| Loaded raps bustin' mad shots to ya attic | |
| They say this hazard, this flows a hazard | |
| Straight from | |
| Hazard County with a bounty on his head | |
| And it said, " Wanted Dead or Alive" | |
| I swear by the whites of they eyes to never take a dive | |
| I will survive | |
| We can all get by if we want now | |
| Get a fat piece of the pie if we want | |
| Mother ers gettin' mad high when they want now | |
| I will survive, recognize it be | |
| TicalEeep ock, hip stop, mmmbar | |
| Here we go star | |
| Shit' s gonna happen if niggas start actin' | |
| Like they want problems, you want ' em, you got ' em | |
| Rap contact, is writin' this exactly, the way it should be | |
| Attacked Killer | |
| Bees on a swarm | |
| Salaikum Asalaam, drops bombs like | |
| QuranThe ism helps to stimulate my pugilism | |
| I bust rhymes like jizm, impregnate the rhythm with the wisdom | |
| Decipher, to see | |
| I be hyper | |
| I bring all the style, that rekindle like old flames | |
| Saliva, check the wicked flows | |
| I delivaOops, | |
| I mean delivers like the | |
| Hudson River | |
| Styles be tight, trite like a thief in the night | |
| I be the sneakyass nigga bustin' nuts in yo wife | |
| Blasted, buggin' off | |
| Bacardi and acid | |
| Flippin' on the mic, it' s a classic |