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I wrote this verse on the twenty- fifth
But half a y'all just ain't gon' get it 'till the twenty- six
I'm here to analyze ya shooter
Like I'm Kenny Smith
But I ain't Kenny
Kenny can shoot it
But can he spit?
This ain't for morons

Man, it is what it is,
Can't understand a man if you ain't lived what he lived,
Roaches in the crib, ain't got no food up in the fridge,
Plus the crime running rampant and it's screwing up the kids,
Sway, admit, what kind of paradise is this?
I just want my 40 acres and some carats in the pit,
When you get a cottonmouth, plucking ashes off the clip.

(There...there?)
One more game
Yo uh huh uh huh
Staar
Surround sounder blunt smokin remy downer
Hip hop sizzar slingin my raw in your flounder
You get skidawed undertakin' undergrounders
This lyricist lounge with low that be lounger

Yo, c'mon!
Even if I died a thousand deaths
When I resurrect I'll still be Meth
The jams will still be deaf
I'm here, me and this mic-phone, we here
And they tryin' to hear nothin' cuz we had it up to here
Lyrics have no dress code
From KRS to the best mode

This - this is brought to you
By the K-1, Emergency Broadcasting System
In the - in the event of an actual emergency
You will be told to... FALL OUT!
FALL OUT! FALL OUT! FALL OUT! FALL OUT!

S.I. (rockin' it) N.Y. (rockin' it)
Shit we stay poppin' it, 4-5 rockin' it

George Peppard

I whip cause I sprung shit, bang
Here’s a bung hit
Cats split your tongue, shit
Bitch got cum sick
She can keep the knee pads
Sign for the helmet

"Got To Have It"

[Intro: Method Man]
Sing it bitch... oh boy...
Niggaz... ha-ha... ladies... yeah
Oh boy, come on... yeah...
This is just a few of them things that I ("got to have") yeah

As I walk in the shadow of death
Sixteen men on a dead man's chest
Your host this evening for H-O-T
N-I-S, you get splashed with the Tec
Nobody go, til the God say so
You got a second or mo', to run for the do'
Before I blow back off the map, contact
You didn't know stack, couldn't get down like that

"Konichiwa bitches"

[Method Man]
What up, what up, these niggaz suck
They can't hold a fort, better hold that thought, B.
If I can't get it off, see my attitude is MSG
Fuck it, I'm salty, the game been loss me
Pay ya dues, it cost me, who acting like I'm past my prime

(scat "bung, bung, bung, bung" 26 bungs in all)
Mr. Sandman, bring me a dream (bung, bung, bung, bung)
Make him the cutest that I've ever seen (bung, bung, bung, bung)
Give him two lips like roses and clover (bung, bung, bung, bung)
Then tell him that his lonesome nights are over.
Sandman, I'm so alone
Don't have nobody to call my own
Please turn on your magic beam

[Dialogue]
First they dropped the bomb
Then came the disease
Then death
This our world
Your world my world
I like this world!
Yo on foreign land keep your toast up hot rocks

[Intro: Method Man]
You don't want no problems, problems
You don't want no problems, problems
Yeah... real man... with ya stinkin' ass
Come on... that's my nigga right there... let's do it
Never count me out, nigga, just count me in... yeah...

[Method Man]

Verse 1: Method Man
As I walk in da shadow of death
Sixteen men on a deadman's chest
Your host is heat, Mr. H-O-T
And I get ya get splashed with da Tec
Nobody go till da God say so
You got a second or mo'
To run for da door

Треклист:
01 - Intro
02 - The Meth Lab [feat. Hanz On, Streetlife]
03 - Straight Gutta [feat. Redman, Hanz On, Streetlife]
04 - Bang Zoom [feat. Hanz On, Streetlife, Eazy Get Rite]
05 - 50 Shots [feat. Mack Wilds, Streetlife, Cory Gunz]
06 - The Pledge [feat. Hanz On, Streetlife]
07 - 2 Minutes Of Your Time

[Intro: Method Man]
Yo... aww shhhhhhiiiiiiit!

[Hook: Method Man]
My niggaz, how we do it? You know it like a poet, baby doll
Break through it, you know it like a poet, baby doll
I spit, chew it, you know it like a poet, baby doll
Get in the music, you know it like a poet, baby doll

[Intro: sample]
"Wanna see the world, ain't scared to do it
Even if, your shocked by it
Me and you, lost when you do it
By myself, better off bein' you"

[Intro: Method Man]
Smoke cess nigga, smokin' that A.K

Through bein humbles
Tru Mast' on da track.. LIKE THAT y'know?
Been in this rap game for like the past
four bullets now, y'know?
Doin bids, yea yea
I done peeped a lotta cats come through
Courageous cats, stray cats, haha
Top cats with top hats, yaknowhatI'msayin?

Everybody... huh, yeah

Yeah, uh, uh, uh, now, uh, yeah, yo



[Method Man]

[Intro: Method Man]

Uh... what's really good?

Yo, yo, yo..

[Method Man]

[Redman]
Oh my god, oh my god!

[Method Man]
Aaaow! (Boo!)
Uh, uh, yo, uh
Microphone checka, swingin' sword lecture
Closin' down the sector, supreme neck protector