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Biscuit Lyrics
Intro:
What? What you want? Represent represent represent Yeah,
represent, check it out check it out
Yo mama don't wear no drawers! I
saw her when she took them off! Standin on the welfare line, eatin
swine Tryin to look fine, with her stank behind You can ask the bitch and
she'll tell ya fast Meth-Tical got STYLE with his nasty ass
Verse
One:
Are you ready, to face the consenquences and suffer? I even tell
ya momma you ain't shit, motherfucker Bring it, and let that killer bee kid
sting it And rep-resent, it's like heads up a brick, when I'm swing
it Get lost, I break you off something I'm pumpin, like a Reebok, with a
pump, from the jump and You was nothin Bet ya thought ya fuckin clan had
ya fuckin back but they was frontin Smokin dirt blunts and fuckin nasty
stunts and Ya take the naked gun without the bullet, what ya bustin Get
ya ship sunken, fuckin with a drunken Master disaster at enemy rap
functions
Interlude:
Huh, just an echo Yoo-hoo ripin-ripin in
the valley Yoo-hoo ripin-ripin so to bring back Sweet memories of
you And you can even ask your crew Betcha bottom dollar that they tell ya
fast Meth-Tical got STYLE with his nasty ass
Verse Two:
Who
said the Wu-Tang Clan? Was it you or your man? You wanna point the finger,
I'll bring ya 36 chambers, be out, youze in danger Let me pull ya brain
outcha ass with a hanger Didn't momma not tell ya not to talk to a
stranger Now ya got ya neck, in the noose, of the strangler Just recline,
keep the Meth in mind I'll even test the knuckle check on the hands of
time What? And I'll be more than glad to bust that ass All up and down
the block, the street, the isle Whatever, smokin on a Spike Lee joint Hey
I'm Mo' Better, I'm hopin niggaz get the point Cause they coul never, stop
the veteran, word to God When I'm severin the HEAD of a mental
vegetarian The Method, at the weekend, with a whole lot of credit The
cuties I desire, I be the first to set it off, flame on like the Human
Torch Fantastic Four for all the fans in the store You can eat it all and
it'll tell ya fast Meth-Tical got STYLE for ya nasty
ass
Outro:
94 baby, word up, recognize, recognize Wu-Tang
killer bee The RZA and the Method MZA
Raider Ruckus, where you
at?
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