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Method Man
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It's 'Kiss
You know who I'm with
Tical, ha ha!
First off, smack the teeth out a rapper mouth
The beef brawl, I'm 3D right in front your house
The silent killer, I'm Mike Myers the knife is out
You panicking, all the doors locked and you can't get out
Skinny assassin, low lifes just to blast him
Then I'm ashing over the open casket laughing
Brothers capping and can't bang with mine
Cocaine in your nose if you sniffing my lines
6"1 but the go 20 feet, hopping out the Jeep
Gold links swinging like B. A. From A-Team
Burned off the goop, my eyes reading to spray beams
Brodie left your man top three, see he ain't spray shit
My words sharp, I make 'em come across you
Last rapper wanted a piece got done awful
Always got food for thought, here's a fork-full
Slap anyone who say that P ain't for you
Praying on my downfall (praying on my)
Moving like an outlaw (moving like a)
They switch sides like it's southpaw (they switch sides, switch side?)
I can't be around y'all (I can't be around y'all niggas)
Praying on my downfall (praying on my)
Moving like an outlaw (Moving like a)
They switch sides like it's southpaw (they switch sides, switch side?)
I can't be around y'all (I can't be around y'all niggas)
I ain't playing with you, I'm letting the thang hit you (boom)
I don't give a fuck about all them niggas that came with you (uh)
You tryna get some money? I'm having the same issue (yup)
I see why they call you "Fuckboy", the name fit you (hehe)
I do what I want, you do what they allow you (mmm)
You ain't got no style, that's why they gotta style you (haha)
And I keep it real, shit I don't know how to (nah)
I'm nice, watch, no ice though, I keep the value (woo)
Higher than them all, that's just how a nigga be
Writing's on the wall, it's just in calligraphy (mmm)
Talking 'bout the best, you'd better consider me (right)
Fuck around, bust a brain cell tryna figure me
Ow
Don't get yourself popped tryna trigger me (uh)
Bop you in your head, this where the buck stop literally
Buck shots, what the blood clot? Watch the pickney
If he flee, stop him where the lake shop, pick a knee
Chest shot to make your chest move, Bobby Fisher me
Get assassinated, tryna run? Bobby Kennedy
Keep that same energy, poison in my pen
What's the penalty? My life behind these bars, ain't no clemency
Don't even know the job
Just like an oxymoron, you don't even know the odds
How I'm gritty with the bars and still pretty like a boss?
Still holding down my city like I'm Diddy on bed, taking biddies in her bra
It's Wu Block, big momma bustin' out her tube top
Homie is clown, he get the tube sock
Or he can around, shout to Tupac
Sucka-free, I'm everything that you not
And I'm taking everything that you got
Praying on my downfall (praying on my)
Moving like an outlaw (moving like a)
They switch sides like it's southpaw (they switch sides, switch side?)
I can't be around y'all (I can't be a-I can't be around y'all)
Praying on my downfall (praying on my)
Moving like an outlaw (moving like a)
They switch sides like it's southpaw (they switch sides, switch side?)
I can't be around y'all (I can't be around y'all niggas)