Method Man
You Play Too Much (Skit)

[Chris Rock & Method Man]
One-two, one-two, ladies and gentlemen
I am Chris Rock
With my man Prince Paul chillin' in Brooklyn
It is my pleasure, it is my treat (Mmm-hmm), it is my honor
To introduce to you the man that needs no introduction
Of course he don't need an introduction
Or else you wouldn't have bought the God damn album
Ladies and germs, get ready for the Ticallion Stallion
AKA Johnny Blaze
AKA The Iron Lung
AKA Mr. Kincaid (Huh?)
AKA Mr. Weatherby (What the fuck?)
AKA Mr. Hankey (Huh?!)
AKA Mr. Tibbs
(Hey yo, get that n***a off the stage… now!)
AKA Marla Gibbs
(*Gun shots* Oh, my baby!)
AKA The Say Hey Kid (Still goin'… son of a bitch!)
AKA The Frisco Kid
(Security! Release the hounds!)
AKA Kid Dynamite
(Hey, get that dog outta here!)
AKA Grandma Dynamite
(Fuck that, release the dolphins out this muthafucker)
AKA Velvet Jones
(Not the dolphins!)
AKA JoJo Dancer (Fuckin' deadarm him)
AKA Joe-Ski Love
(Doo-doo, doo-doo-doo, doo-doo)
AKA Ron Hightower (Damn…)
AKA Heatmiser (Burn him!)
AKA Donny Brasco
AKA Donny Most
AKA Donny Osmond
AKA—
(If you can't say it all, just say Meth, stupid
You play too fuckin' much, Pookie)