Method Man Remix Lyrics

Method Man Remix lyrics

Chorus:  

  

 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...  

  

 Chorus  

  

 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  

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 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...  

  

 Chorus  

  

 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