it as a joke Weeks ago he strip-searched the God and gave him back his coke Bitches yellin', "Beenie man swung on Helen" In the back of a cop car, dirty
I did it, milky Milk this cow (2X) Milk this cow, the best way we know how Park Hill projects, chicka-POW! Chorus: Method Man Hold your own nigga,
Stud My middle name Mud Dirty water flow Too much for you thugs That can't stand the flood What up doc? Hold big gun like Elmer Fudd, the sure shot Mr. Meth
hating And it's evident you trying to stack presidents, I'm tryin to set Precedents the comparison is insulting my intelligence 'cause real Recognize real and real you ain't never been and never
t nowhere to go ('cause I be running at you) ????? What motherfucker Don't try to psychology my shit Mother fucker 'Cause you never psychology it mother fucker Never, never, never, mother fucker, never
me sticks with me Never forget the methods, stick an' move strictly Shit be seemin' like it's closin' in, with no regrets I hold position 'Cause I circles
zone planting I alone stand in a social coma All up to your dome, follow I alone "Now you see me, now you don't" [Method Man] *Scratches* [Aesop Rock
method to the madness and you know what I'm meaning 'cause rather than being the herb, vic, or chump You can be just like my man cold holding the pump
I did it, milky Milk this cow [2X] Milk this cow, the best way we know how Park Hill projects, chicka-POW! [Chorus: Method Man] Hold your own nigga
get up in 'em The feelin's devious from the previous With the way we leavin this is sure to make snakes hiss [Method Man] It be I, the most high, fly
[meth] two [red] three [meth] four [red] five [meth] six [red] seven Blaze the hot trizack [method] shine like heaven Seven [red] six [meth] five [red] four [meth
m souped up, well, soup is good food So what I scratch my nuts, how the fuck is that wrong For so glowin, afro pickin S-curl hatin, jamaican rum sippin [method man
Hands up now hands down Back up back up Tell me what you gonna do now Breathe in now breathe out Hands up now hands down Back up back up Tell me what
, by the Method Man jeep Divine can't define my style is so deep like pussy, my low cut fade stay bushy like a porcupine, I part backs like a spine Cut
out! Hands up, now hands down! Back up! Back up! Tell me what you gonna do now! Breathe in, now breathe out! Hands up, now hands down! Back up! Back up
a microphone But don't you forget you're in the zone [Method Man] So shut the fuck up! And take that shit back Cause all your shit's whack [Method Man
Aiyyo, one [Meth] two [Red] three [Meth] four [Red] five [Meth] six [Red] seven Blaze the hot trizack [Method] Shine like heaven Seven [Red] six [Meth
Raekwon the Chef] So yo yo all I want to do is just tell them cats On the real, keep your game high man, keep it up Word up, never stop your goals man