- Method Man Da Rockwilder 歌詞
- REDMAN Method Man
- Oh my God, oh my
GodMicrophone checka, swingin sword lecture Closin down the sector, supreme neck protector Better warn em kid, Mr. Meths a boiling pot About to blow his lid from the pressure, too hot for TVFor cheesy, too many wanna be hard be easy Its all an together, going all out together It dont take much to please me Still homes Im never satisfy like the stones We dont condone bitin see them skull and crossbones Protecting what Im writing Dont clash with the Titan who blast with a license To kill rap reciting Come on, in the zone with ya nigga from the group home Tical, fuck your lifestyle Put your lights out Get the shit to crackin got you feelin with your pipes out Time for some action, surfin the avenue Mad at you, where I used to battle crews Back when Antoinette had that attitude Cover me Im going in, walls closing in Got us bustin off these pistols My niggas got issues, again, same song Armed with the mega bomb Blow you out the frame and then Im goneYo, I was going too but we roam, cellular phones Doc-Meth back in the flesh, blood and bones Dont condone, spit bank loans and homegrown Suckers break like turbo and ozone When I, grab the broom , moon-walk platoon hawk my goons bark Leave you in a blue lagoon lost, true Three nines and a glove with Nasu he dying in the car While we behind on the bars Haters dont touch, what? Weigh us both up Now my neighbor dope up Got the cable hooked up, all channels Lift my shirt all mammals You ship off keys and we ship grand pianos Sawed off shotgun hand on the pump, sippin on a forty Yo smokin on a blunt Bust my gun and red and Meth gettin jumped La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la Yeah, come on, red and Meth gettin jumped La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
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