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    "P.L.O. Style" Lyrics

    Method Man

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    P.L.O. style, Buddha monks with the Owls
    P.L.O. style, Buddha monks with the Owls
    P.L.O. style, Buddha monks with the Owls
    P.L.O. style...

    Verse One: Method Man

    Here comes the ruckus, the motherfuckin ruckus
    Thousands of cut-throats and purse-snatchin fucks
    Straight from the brain, I'll be givin you the pain, anger
    Comin from the 36th Chamber, Bang!
    Tical, hittin with the Buddha-Fist style
    Shotgun slammin in your chestpiece, plow!
    Brain, is blown all over the terrain
    Like a man without no arms you can't hang
    Time for a change of the guard
    You've been arrested for lyric fraud now you hard
    For real, check it, I pull strings like B.B. King on guitar
    I'm the true fist of the North Star!

    Verse Two: Carlton Fisk, Method Man

    Ooooooooh! What a tangled web we weave
    When first we practice to decieve
    Guns be clickin, runnin with my clan we be stickin
    Whatever, my street family stays together
    Represent what I invent, killa hill
    Resident, rest in peace to my nigga Two Cent
    The street life is the only life I know
    I live by the code style it's mad P.L.O...

    Iranian thoughts and cover like an Arabian
    Grab a nigga on the spot and put a nine to his cranium

    I..can't...get no satisfaction, niggas won't be lastin
    Long, unless they get protaction, for real
    Strong, comin with my clan so what's happenin
    Commercial rap, hate it with a passion

    The M-E-T-H-O-D got me drinkin O.E. all night in a M.P.V.
    Just maxin, lookin for hoes, you know relaxin
    Bitches know the hour it be time for some action

    P.L.O., peace to that nigga Barryano
    Word up, let's take him to the bridge, Verrazano

    This song was submitted on October 27th, 2004 and last modified on October 18th, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group.
    Written by Clifford Smith, George Cooney, Robert F. Diggs.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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