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Method Man
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Even If
Lyricist:Dennis David Coles, Robert F. Diggs, Peter Winston Francis, Gary Grice, Lamont Hawkins, Jason Hunter, Russell T. Jones, Clifford Smith, Corey Woods
Come on, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yo, yeah come on
Even if I died a thousand deaths When I resurrect, I'll still be Meth the jams will still deaf I'm here me and this micphone, we here And ain't tryin' hear nothin' 'cause we had it up to here, word
Lyrics have no dress code from KRS to the Depeche Mode Kid, I'm so cool you catch cold At the jump of, it's about to jump off my niggas Speak with they hands or their gun talk, yo, Rza
We got the clan in the front and police at the door Every exit is laced with C-4 'Bout to blow like trial I'm passed out MCs is like bitches in tongs, they ass out
But me the M E T H O D just too real I can't be touched and can't feel the monotony of rap Take a picture of my nutsack carbon copy that And send your crew a fax mothafucka
New and improved Wu Tang style Turn it up now y'all then fuck up now Spit flame, five mics, peep game, on sight Bring the pain all night, off the chain, damn right
This the Method Man for short Mr. Meth, Tical-Lion Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, come on
Even if I died a thousand deaths Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com When I resurrect through my first born My name lives on, my words is like a third degree The young MC's buzzworthy on your MTV
The Killa Bee, John Jacobs straight up break up schemes and plots Ace up my sleeves bake up pies and pots So this is what its come to, huh Takin' shots at dem kids who used to punk you, huh
Repetitious rap shit don't get no airplay in my whip And niggas can't smoke with dry lips So chap byte my shit, I'm like Kojack To get my flow back and 4-flat I track you down like a low jack
Five verse five, eye for an eye can I penalize The uncivilized, make them civilized You know right from wrong so know that I'm the bomb I dope for be and see the tracks on my arm, mothafucka
New and improved Wu Tang style Turn it up now y'all then fuck up now Spit flame, five mics, peep game, on sight Bring the pain all night, off the chain, damn right
This the Method Man for short Mr. Meth, Tical-Lion Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, come on
This is Method Man for short Mr.Meth, Tical-Lion This is Method Man for short Mr.Meth, Tical-Lion This is Method Man for short Mr.Meth, Tical-Lion Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, come on
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