[Intro: Method Man (Blue Raspberry)]
1-2, 1-2, 1-2
I gets busy on 'em, I gets busy on 'em
I gets busy on 'em, I gets busy on 'em...
(Let's come together for the stimulation
Meth-Tical, hit 'em with the stimulation)

[Verse 1: Method Man]
I got 36 styles on my mind, on my mind
Keep it real, Shaolin represent one time
All my peoples, are you with me? Where you at? (Suuuu!)
All my Killa Beez on the track, where you at? (Suuuu!)
Throw your fuckin' hands in the air if you want 'em near
Take out your gats, peel a cap for the New Year
Bodies in motion, what's the commotion?
Wu-Tang Clan, we attackin' your emotion
Flowin' like the ocean (Blue) I be comin' for your (Crew)
Flyin' guillotine (Style) with the new Meth-Tical
Is it goin'? Is it goin'? Is it gone?
If I ain't on your records, then the shit ain't really on
One-man band from the Wu-Tang Clan
Ask who the man? Goddamn! It be Method
Here I, here I am, and the Clan is essential
Puttin' Def Jam on my records, it's on

[Chorus: Blue Raspberry]
Let's come together for the stimulation
Meth-Tical, hit 'em with the stimulation
Can everybody feel the stimulation?
Meth-Tical, hit 'em with the stimulation
[Verse 2: Method Man]
I'm here for you, son, I got your back
As long as you keep it real, word, I got your back
Brothers want the drama, but don't know how to act
Until the chrome pointed at his dome head crack
Come on, let's keep it real, no disguise, recognize
I'm from a small town where 'N***a do or n***a die'
That's why I'm stressin' that brothers keep their thoughts on their lesson
Resurrect your mind from the essence, for real
Ill block n***as get robbed like by the dozen
What up, cousin? Now give a pound to that lounge n***a
Peace, my MZA!
Killah Hills 10304 by The GZA got me wide, it's goin' DZA!
Make my way for the Ooh buildin'
Now I'm chillin' with the neighborhood villains
Thug Life — it be on now, hear the gun blaow as I milk another cow
Let the Method show you how n***as do it
I study, live the life of Good, Bad and Ugly
Hard times caught a n***a lovely, but that ain't nothin'
Before I die, I'ma leave the world with something
To remember me by, the real stimuli!
For you frontin' ass out rappers to capture
I rip the world apart like a natural disaster
I keep it live, somethin' born in '85
I utilize my third eye, got me thinkin'
Baby, you and I should get together for whatever
You never in your long-legged life had it better
Than you got it now, we be loungin', Tical
"Word, son, I like yo' style"
[Chorus: Blue Raspberry]
Let's come together for the stimulation
Meth-Tical hit 'em with the stimulation
Can everybody feel the stimulation?
Meth-Tical, hit 'em with the stimulation

[Break: Method Man, overlaps Hook]
Basically, I'm here for the stimuli
To get high and for doughnuts
Meth-Tical, it's '94 and it's raw, once more
The Wu-Tang saga continues

[Outro Hook: Method Man, overlaps Blue Raspberry's Hook]
Wu-Tang Clan, forever
No, we don't die, we just multiply forever, and ever, and ever...

[Chorus: Blue Raspberry]
Let's come together for the stimulation
Meth-Tical, hit 'em with the stimulation
Can everybody feel the stimulation?
Meth-Tical, hit 'em with the stimulation