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    Method Man

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    M-E-T, H-O-D, Man
    M-E-T, H-O-D, Man
    M-E-T, H-O-D, Man
    M-E-T, H-O-D, Man

    Hey you get off my clooud
    Let me get raw with my southpaw style
    Mover, puffin' on a fat blunt from Cuba
    It's the Meth-Tical jet to Cal, I'm the buddha
    Monk on the hunt for machine gun foes
    I keeps you open like a slug from the shotgun punk
    Double-barrel, yeah Meth bring it to them proper
    Partner, you ain't got no wins in me casa
    Straight up, you movin' too fast so baby wait up
    Took one, added seven more now you eight up
    Get on down wit' your bad self
    Get on down, listen to the sound, come on
    Few can ever get this whole commit legit
    See you all up in my dick
    But you don't know shit, uh-huh
    What's your definition of a real emcee
    From what you dedicated, hey it must be me
    Meth-Tical, a lewd descendant of the loud hip-hop
    I go on to the break of dawn, and just don't stop
    Give me the green light, and the sign one way
    Have you had your meth today
    Huh, move it in, move it out
    Stick it in, pull it out
    Shake it up, shake it down
    Come on down, Meth-Tical
    Oh I often pray that I will
    But today I am still
    Just a...


    M-E-T, H-O-D, Man
    M-E-T, H-O-D, Man
    M-E-T, H-O-D, Man
    M-E-T, H-O-D, Man

    Rrrappers can't get with the style extra wicked
    Rap flow is bangin' like butter on a biscuit
    A tisket, a tasket I'm not tryin' to have it
    Mic flow show up and try to grab it
    I breaks it down, I gets loud for my crowd
    Filthy, dirty like a worm underground
    Turn into a crazy early bird, that's my word
    Before I kick the bucket I'm a kick 'em to the dirt
    Check out the cloud, smoke out from the mouth
    Other brothers got mad love (?) style for the hood, hey
    Enter the square if you dare
    Without a fro, I'm so raw that I'm real
    I'm goin' to the country, I'm goin' to the fair
    To see the senorita, with flowers in her hair
    And get mine, cuz she love me long time
    Bartender bring more wine
    Get in line for the...


    M-E-T, H-O-D, Man
    M-E-T, H-O-D, Man
    M-E-T, H-O-D, Man
    Here I am, here I am, the Method Man

    Wu-Tang, killer bees on the swarm, it ain't safe no more
    1994, the rugged raw
    This song was submitted on October 28th, 2004 and last modified on October 18th, 2016.
    Thanks to Chris Turek for the contribution to this song.
    Copyright with Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Peermusic Publishing, Universal Music Publishing Group.
    Written by Roger Troutman, Dennis D Coles, Mitchell Diggs, Robert Diggs, Gary Grice, Lamont Jody Hawkins, Jason S. Hunter, Russell Jones, Clifford Smith, Jamaal Turner, Corey Todd Woods.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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