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Yeah!
This-this-this-this
This is an exclusive (let's go)
Mr. Meth, you're so Def, you put them other M.C.'s out to rest (that's right)
And they test (uh-huh), but they forget (yeah) how the M-E-F is so Def (let's go)
Yo, uh, come on, come on, now
Big Meth attack soon as the track come on now
Zone out, with Sean Combs and bizzy-bone out (I see you in the club)
And by one, I'm gettin' thrown out
Mami, got her toes out, ain't one army can Blaze Johnny
Like Gwen Stafani, you know there's No Doubt
I'm trill, sick with it, it's like ill
That's the only way to explain these mic skills
On Homicide Hill, anybody asks is real
The more steel, the more bodybags to fill
Can I get, hit of that hydro, ni**a
I tried to quit puffin' before, but I'm no quitter
If honey show me her buns, I'll show her my ones
If the bed rockin', keep knockin' and I'mma cum
Want some, take some, I get it crunk
Speak junk, I'll slow up your road with speed bumps
When they play this in the club (say what?)
Go and tell that ni**a, bump that (say what?)
Throw your hands up, like ni**a, what? (say what?)
Ya'll don't really really want that (say what?)
And for whatever muthaf**ka, don't like it (say what?)
Tell that sucka he can get back (say what?)
Misdemeanor and Meth in your area (say what?)
Are ya'll ready? Come on, play it back (saw what?)
You wanna front, what? Step up and get bucked
And if your feelin' lucky, duck, then press ya'll luck
Ya'll got me effed up, over tracks overreact
Once I start, like a bullet, ain't no holdin' me back
I'm all that and two mac's, ya'll fakin' jacks
When I cock back like Busta Bust and make 'em clap
Here I go again, who blow in like whirlwinds
Who kiss girlfriends, that kiss they girlfriends
Got to get it, and when I'm gone
Ya'll bury me with chrome, and tell hell I'm comin' home
I'm poison, see my skull and crossbones
Got aim like them kids in Iraq who toss stones
And I got drugs in my system, we thugs in the system
That put slugs in victims, Mr. M-E to F, bomb threat
As long as I ain't no game, there's no contest
Ticallion is phatter than your fattest chrome chain
I guess that should explain why I given the d**e name
Ain't nothin' free, everything got a fee
How the f**k you got a car and ain't got a pot to pee?
I'ma grown man, so I do grown man things
Why take half, when I can have this whole damn thing?
It's Meth, baby, drop top, navy Mercedes
I'm number one like P.E. or Tracy McGrady
It's all good, everything I spit, all hood
And if ya'll gave me one wish, niggaz, I wish ya'll would
Who John Blaze? Uh, when ya'll gon' learn huh
When I burn son, stick a fork in him he's done
And ladies love to play, like Ladies Love Cool J
For the right CREAM, the'll do anything you say
She Ice Cream, I'm caked up with icing
Mr. Sandman, come on, bring her a pipe dream
Let's work... come on
Def Jam! Mr. Meth, Missy, Bad Boy
Hitmen baby, let's work, come on
Let's work, come on, yeah
Uh, let's work... aiyo pass that ni**a
Joe Hooker, I see you, let's work, yeah
- 1 Method Man
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[00:00.00]90听音乐网 www.90T8.com[00:01.95]Yeah!
[00:03.84]This-this-this-this
[00:05.07]This is an exclusive (let's go)
[00:08.64]Mr. Meth, you're so Def, you put them other M.C.'s out to rest (that's right)
[00:15.24]And they test (uh-huh), but they forget (yeah) how the M-E-F is so Def (let's go)
[00:21.75]Yo, uh, come on, come on, now
[00:23.16]Big Meth attack soon as the track come on now
[00:25.62]Zone out, with Sean Combs and bizzy-bone out (I see you in the club)
[00:28.89]And by one, I'm gettin' thrown out
[00:30.42]Mami, got her toes out, ain't one army can Blaze Johnny
[00:33.45]Like Gwen Stafani, you know there's No Doubt
[00:35.49]I'm trill, sick with it, it's like ill
[00:37.83]That's the only way to explain these mic skills
[00:39.99]On Homicide Hill, anybody asks is real
[00:42.60]The more steel, the more bodybags to fill
[00:45.21]Can I get, hit of that hydro, ni**a
[00:47.46]I tried to quit puffin' before, but I'm no quitter
[00:50.07]If honey show me her buns, I'll show her my ones
[00:52.32]If the bed rockin', keep knockin' and I'mma cum
[00:55.02]Want some, take some, I get it crunk
[00:57.24]Speak junk, I'll slow up your road with speed bumps
[00:59.67]When they play this in the club (say what?)
[01:01.47]Go and tell that ni**a, bump that (say what?)
[01:03.96]Throw your hands up, like ni**a, what? (say what?)
[01:06.09]Ya'll don't really really want that (say what?)
[01:09.18]And for whatever muthaf**ka, don't like it (say what?)
[01:11.28]Tell that sucka he can get back (say what?)
[01:13.77]Misdemeanor and Meth in your area (say what?)
[01:16.41]Are ya'll ready? Come on, play it back (saw what?)
[01:19.02]You wanna front, what? Step up and get bucked
[01:21.63]And if your feelin' lucky, duck, then press ya'll luck
[01:24.03]Ya'll got me effed up, over tracks overreact
[01:26.61]Once I start, like a bullet, ain't no holdin' me back
[01:29.13]I'm all that and two mac's, ya'll fakin' jacks
[01:31.59]When I cock back like Busta Bust and make 'em clap
[01:34.05]Here I go again, who blow in like whirlwinds
[01:36.48]Who kiss girlfriends, that kiss they girlfriends
[01:40.02]Got to get it, and when I'm gone
[01:41.34]Ya'll bury me with chrome, and tell hell I'm comin' home
[01:43.77]I'm poison, see my skull and crossbones
[01:46.35]Got aim like them kids in Iraq who toss stones
[01:49.68]And I got drugs in my system, we thugs in the system
[01:52.50]That put slugs in victims, Mr. M-E to F, bomb threat
[01:59.01]As long as I ain't no game, there's no contest
[02:16.20]Ticallion is phatter than your fattest chrome chain
[02:20.76]I guess that should explain why I given the d**e name
[02:23.19]Ain't nothin' free, everything got a fee
[02:25.41]How the f**k you got a car and ain't got a pot to pee?
[02:27.81]I'ma grown man, so I do grown man things
[02:30.33]Why take half, when I can have this whole damn thing?
[02:32.97]It's Meth, baby, drop top, navy Mercedes
[02:35.40]I'm number one like P.E. or Tracy McGrady
[02:37.86]It's all good, everything I spit, all hood
[02:40.02]And if ya'll gave me one wish, niggaz, I wish ya'll would
[02:42.63]Who John Blaze? Uh, when ya'll gon' learn huh
[02:45.03]When I burn son, stick a fork in him he's done
[02:47.61]And ladies love to play, like Ladies Love Cool J
[02:49.92]For the right CREAM, the'll do anything you say
[02:52.59]She Ice Cream, I'm caked up with icing
[02:55.05]Mr. Sandman, come on, bring her a pipe dream
[03:04.02]Let's work... come on
[03:19.32]Def Jam! Mr. Meth, Missy, Bad Boy
[03:27.01]Hitmen baby, let's work, come on
[03:36.26]Let's work, come on, yeah
[03:39.24]Uh, let's work... aiyo pass that ni**a
[03:51.61]Joe Hooker, I see you, let's work, yeah
