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I need help finding the name and artist of this song. I know for sure it came out in 1999 or 2000. It's a rap song by a black male artist or a group of black male artists featuring Method Man. Or It could be Method Man ft. them.
But i do know for sure they say Method Man in the chorus.

The "first verse" starts out something like this:

Come On, Come On (into an echo)

Yo Yo Yo Yeah Yeah

Even if i got a thousand deps
When i resurrect i still be left
The jams still be dep
Me and mike is here
They aint trying here notin cause they had it up to here

The "Chorus" goes something like this:

Mortha F****
Turn it up now, Yall done f***** up now
Set flame
All night, off the chain, damn right
It's the Method Man with Short Mr. ...... (Cant understand how he said the name)

I know someone knows the name and artist of this song

Help a sista out plzzz

song is Even If by Method Man.
Its on the Nutty Professor 2 soundtrack

Lyrics as follows:

Yo, c'mon!
Even if I died a thousand deaths
when I reserect, I'll still be Meth
the jams 'ill still be def
We here, me and this mic-phone be here
and ain't tryna hear nothing cuz we had it
up to here
lyrics have no dress code
from KRS to depeche mode
Kid I'm so cool you catch colds
at the jump off, it's about to jump off my *****, speak with tha hand or the gun talk.
Yo, RZA, we got the clan at the front and police at the do' every exit is laced with C-4, 'bout to blow, like TRIAL I'm passed out,
MC's is like *****es in thongs, they assed out
but me the M-E-T-H the O-D, just to real
I can't be touched and can't feel the monatony, take a picture of my nut sack, carbon copy that, and send it through a fax
MOTHER ****ER!

New and improved Wu-Tang style
Turn it up now, y'all done ****ed up now
Spit flames (Five mics)
BK (On site)
Bring the pain (All night)
Off the chain (Damn right)

[Scratching by RZA]
"Mister Method Man for short, Mista' Meth"
"Tical, yep"
"Hmmm"

Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, c'mon!
Even if I died a thousand deaths
When I resurrect, through my first born, my name lives on
My verses is like a third degree to young emcees
Buzzworthy on your MTV, the Killa Bees
Y'all Jacob, straight up, break up, schemes and plots
Ace up my sleeve, make up like pots and pots
So this is what it's come to (Huh?)
Makin' shots at them kids who use to punk you (Huh?)
Repititious rap ****, don't get nowhere play ya mouth whip
And *****z can't smoke wit' dry lips so chapped
Bite my ****, I'm like Kojack to get my flow back
in fo' flat, I track you down like a low jack
Spy 'ersus spy, eye for an I can analize the uncivilized
Make them feel alive
You know right from wrong, so know I'm the bomb
It's okay to beast, see the tracks on my arm
Mother****er

New and improved Wu-Tang style
Turn it up now, y'all done ****ed up now
Spit flames (Five mics)
BK (On site)
Bring the pain (All night)
Off the chain (Damn right)

[Scratching by RZA]
"Just the Method Man we sought, Mister Meth"
"Tical, yep"
"Hmmm"

Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, c'mon!

[Scratching by RZA]
"Just the Method Man we sought, Mister Meth"
"Tical, yep"
"Hmmm" (repeat x2)

Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, c'mon!

yeh that's the name of it

thanks