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1, 2 Uhh 1, 1 1, 2 Uhh 1, 1 M-E-T, H-O-D, MAN M-E-T, H-O-D, MAN M-E-T, H-O-D, MAN M-E-T, H-O-D, MAN One: Hey, you, get off my cloud You don't know me and you don't know my style Who be gettin flam when they come to a jam? Here I am here I am, the Method Man Patty cake patty cake hey the method man Don't eat Skippy, Jif or Peter Pan Peanut butter, cuz I'm not butter In fact I snap back like a rubber Band, I be Sam, Sam I am And I dont eat green eggs and ham Style will hit ya, wham!, then goddamn You be like oh shit that's the jam Turn it up now hear me get buckwu-wu-wild I'm about to blow light me up Upside downside inside and outside Hittin you from every angle there's no doubt I am, the one and only Method Man The master of the plan wrappin shit like Saran Wrap, with some of this and some of that Hold up (what?) I tawt I tat I putty tat Over there, but I think he best to beware Of the diggy dog shit right here Yippy yippy yay yippy yah yippy yo Like Deck said this aint your average flow Comin like rah ooh ah achie kah Tell me how ya like it so far baby paw The poetry's in motion coast to coast and Rub it on your skin like lotion What's the commotion, oh my lord Another corn chopped by the Wu-Tang sword Hey hey hey like Fat Albert It's the Method Man ain't no if ands about it It's the Method Man Uhh, like that baby paw Uhh I got, fat bags of skunk I got, White Owl blunts And I'm about to go get lifted Yes I'm about to go get lifted I got, myself a forty I got, myself a shorty And I'm about to go and stick it Yes I'm about to go and stick it Two: Uhh H-U-F-F huff and I puff Blow like snow when the cold wind blow then Zoom, I hit the mic like boom Wrote a song about it like to hear it here it go Question what exactly is a panty raider Ill behaviour savior or major flavor All of the above oh yeah plus I do so Also flam I'm the man call me super Not an average Joe with an average flow Doing average things with average hoes Yo I'm super I'll make a bitch squirm For my, Su-per Sperm Check it I give it to ya raw butt naked I smell sess pass the Method Let's get lifted as I kick ballistics Missles and shoot game like a pistol Clip is loaded when I click bang dang A Wu-Tang slug hits your brain J-U-M-P jump and I thump Make girls rumps like pump and Humpty Hump Wow, the Shaolin style is all in me Child, the whole damn isle is callin me P-A-N-T-Y-R-A-I-D-E-R mad raw I don't fry Meaning no one can burn or toss and turn me Cuz, Ooh I be the super sperm Chim chimmeny chim chim cherie Freak a flow and flow fancy free Now how many licks does it take For me to hit the Tootsie Roll center of a break Peep and don't sleep the crews mad deep Wu-Tang Fadin motherfuckers like bleach So to each and every crew You're clear like glass I can see right through You're whole damn posse be catchin em all cause you vic'd And ya didnt have friends to begin with I'm M-E-T, H-O-D, MAN M-E-T, H-O-D, MAN M-E-T, H-O-D, MAN Yes I am Three: Uhh, Uhh Rappers crossing over to that R&B jinx Walk around town like your shit don't stink Take it from me, hey G, you don't amaze me Shot me at point blank range but only grazed me Nothing mental, just plain and simple Lyrics you bust couldn't bust a fucking pimple Come here kid, what, let me tell you something Your like change of a penny, nothing Wham, Oh shit, God Damn Skippy, hit me, man I get flam Better yet hectic, wreck shit, I'm rowdy Like a license check this be Audi Tippy tippy tum tippy tah tippy tum Direct from the Shaolin Slum, here I come Straight from the top, the cock, yo I'm fed up I put it in your ear and fuck your whole head up Wu-Tang's gang bang, up your butt crack and Straight from Staten, silky like satin Used to break clicks with stones and sticks Nowadays we do it with the Macs and clips The Method, Man The Method, Man The Method, Man Yes I am, Yes I am M-E-T, H-O-D, MAN M-E-T, H-O-D, MAN M-E-T, H-O-D, MAN Uhh, 92 for the Wu Now how brothers want it With salt or butter, motherfucker A doo-doo chop, a doo-doo chop, a doo-doo chop chop

(Original Lyrics Written & Composed by DJ Khaled; T-Pain; Ludacris; Snoop Dogg; Rick Ross)(Cover Lyrics Rewritten by Jacob E. Straw; Instrumentals Rewritten & Recorded by Brian Thorburn of Threshold Studios and Jacob E. Straw) It's the face goin' in on the verse 'cause I never been defeated & I wont stop now, Put your hands up, put'em in the sky for the homies that ain't make it and the folks locked down, I never went nowhere, they said the face is back, Blame it on that 100proof, Hood call it robo-yac, Now I'm on this foolish track, So I spit my foolish flow, My hands go up-and-down like strippers booties go, My verses still be servin' tight like a million virgins, Last time on the Khaled remix, Now I'm on the original version, Can't ever count me out, Ya'll better count me in, Got 20 bank accounts, Accountants count me in, Make millions every year, Midwest champion, cause all I do-all-all I do is: All I do is win, win, win no matter what Got money on my mind, I can never get enough And everytime I step up in the building, Everybody's hands go up... and they stay there! Up-Down-Up-Down-Up-Down 'Cause all I do is win, win, win And if you goin' in put your hands in the air, Make'em stay there! Swervin' in my low-low, Head on a swivvel, You know servin' me's a no-no, Clean as a whistle as I pull out in my Rolls Royce, Bone as my passenger, they see us they say 'Oh, Boy!' tell Khaled back it up, Sippin' on my Loko, thats for armed traffickers, Don't make me pull that Four-Four, Ask me "what you laughin at?" Represent that thug life, dirty money, bitch you better get your mug right, We come together holdin' hands we holler 'thug life' We're all strapped in all black and it's like fuck life because all we do is win, You ridin' or what? Cause we ridin' tonight, You ridin' with us cause you wasn't ridin' it right: All I do is win, win, win no matter what Got money on my mind, I can never get enough And everytime I step up in the building, Everybody's hands go up... and they stay there! Up-Down-Up-Down-Up-Down 'Cause all I do is win, win, win And if you goin' in put your hands in the air, Make'em stay there! Heat in the kitchen, Pot on the stove, Water gettin' boiled and dope being sold, Snoopy-in-the-hoopty, System overload, I been runnin' this rap game since I was 20 years old, I hung with the worst of 'em, Bust 'til I burst'em up, Floss'em Up, Toss'em up, Hardaway, Cross'em up, Parden me, I'm bossin' up, Pressure up, Bless ya bruh, Don't mess with us, We like the 'U' in the 80's Back-to-back, set a trap, Hit a lick, hit it back, Hit the trick, Jump the track, Bitch I want my money back, Time and Time again while I'm sippin' on this Gin, Al Davis said it best, just win, baby, win!

G E T L O U D In this place There is no more messing around Look at you now, all belligerent Running your mouth Where has the time gone? It's like I blacked out Then I re-awoke with a 40oz. Calm down ya'll! I'm fuckin' tryin' to chill I gotta' beer in my hand and a bottle of pills I don't think you have the swagger that it takes to hang With robotface, there's no change in pace We are here to stay & we're all over the place 'Cause we've been judging our fame off Fucking internet shame I wish you had the mind that I have today 'Cause I am high, nah, wait... Take this, puff it & pass it while I roll another blunt You can hit it & quit it, you can do anything you want Go to the closet and grab a fucking bong We can get toasted all night long I don't think that you have the same mindset As everyone else in this motherfucker Good god, beer pong and fucking moonshine Rad times will have me on the toilet like, blegh! We came drunk and high to set this night off right We brought blunts & lines... so try to keep up Let the night begin, you bring all your girls and I'll bring my friends Redundant fucking words from the night before I am in a place I don't know anymore Take this, puff it & pass it while I roll another blunt You can hit it & quit it, you can do anything you want Go to the closet and grab a fucking bong We can get toasted all night long I don't think that you have the same mindset As everyone else in this motherfucker Good god, where has the fucking time gone Beer bong, will put me on my ass Damn!

We have come for the answers We have fucking come for what is truth Believe in everything I am The fire inside of you burns To break what was built in your world More traces of faces to melt These are the cards that were dealt We have lost our faith in you Because they are the weak ones Raise your hand Follow me to the promised land Raise your hand Come with me and understand That there is no end in sight With struggle taking over my life And I'm over it I'll just sigh and release You've been taking all my money I ain't trying to be funny If you want it, come and get it Motherfucker you'll be running If you really come then motherfucker, you are dumb 'Cause I've got an army coming up Come and get some Never thought, never positive Taking so much space, craving oxygen Another toxin in like a suboxene, man And i'm never gonna' give in again, bruh I have only fear for you You have trouble hearing truth We are not through 'Til we come punish you We have got an imagination Running wild over miles of desolation

Where have the strong gone? Show us your face when we call your name Why can't we be ourselves It's really fucking hard to be like someone else So if your vision is the same You will know us by name And we could meet up face to face If you think that we're playing 'Cause now we're ready to roll You motherfuckers are ghost Now everyone should raise their glass Because this is a toast to every Dumb little cunt that I'm going to roast So, cheers to you, there is no more hope! Leave blasphemy at the door I brought the gasoline to fuel your flame! And imma' let it fuckin' burn! This conversation is pointless at this point All words are fake, thus far No respect will, in turn, Add fuel to the flame! I'm aware that you do not have a clue To what you're fucking doing Or what you will even do Blleeggghh! Back Down! Now it's ride or die, so get out of our lives I make one little fuckin' mistake And imma' have to hear about it for days What a goddamn shame, Don't you know that I'm playing? It is all a game and we always win We Always Win! No more conversation, You're killing my fuckin' patience, It's over when I want it to be And I ain't fuckin' changin' A verbal annihilation is Coming right at your face So remember what I told ya' You're nothing but a fake cunt!

Every day I wake up And there's another shit storm that ensues. You want to live with your rules? Well I don't approve, If you would follow me Then you would know what to do... And Move! Move! Movie! If you would listen to us Then you would know when to move Take a step back And look at everything that we've given to you And if you motherfuckers do What I tell you to do You would jump up & down With the rest of the crew So get ready for it Yeeeeah! I think they're scared at the site Of everything that we fought for It must be the rhythm and rhyme But if you really took the time To dig deep in your mind You'd probably come to terms, And you would realize... We make the ground shake! We make the ground shake... ...When we set it off! I think they're scared at the site Of everything that we fought for We must be ahead of the tide But if you really took the time To dig deep in your mind You'd probably come to terms With everything that you find Everything seems fine, It's everything that we fought for We must be ahead of our time But if you really took the time To dig deep in your mind You'd probably realize! Every time I fucking get up I will voice an opinion And you will open your mouth When you should probably listen Cause I can make it my mission To put you out of commission So think about it the next time When you make a decision and I'm sorry to say that we're going different ways And if you think that I'm playing, I'll smoke a blunt on your grave And it will never be the last thing That I'm gonna' say because tomorrows, tomorrow... and it's a different day... Let me be honest, it's not apology time You fucking fiend, you're fleeing fast Cause your falling behind! I've nothing here left to hide, I'm going out of my mind We are a different generation And destroying your pride I'm fucking trying to walk When all you're doing is talk So get the fuck off my block, Or you will be written in chalk Because you're all out of luck, You're fucking dirt on my Chucks So turn the other cheek... We don't give a fuck! This is not what You want you Dumb motherfucker, This is what you deserve This. Is. Not. What. You. Want!

I am gone! But you think I remain!? You try to judge what cannot be tamed So fuck yourself and die, Your whole life is a lie! I can tell by the look in your eyes I've got you in the palm of my hands Take your fake fuckin' fallen friends And maybe you can be whole again! Why won't you release me? Why Won't You Release Me! We've been down this road before These four walls are closing in... The time spent has been so short Will we make it to the end? I have tripped over your fate again Game is irrelevant! Here's to a start so let's begin Keeping it real! From the start you were falling apart Like degrading everyone you know Black heart, a phenomenal start To everything that I've built for you Take a breath, I'm alive, Took a little time to re-analyze Every fuckin' thing that I did in my life All the bullshit being swept to the side Blegh! We are enemies, Yea! No More Games! We've been down this road before These four walls are closing in... The time spent has been so short Will we make it to the end? Lie down! Take another breath & breathe it all fucking in Be another body in a bag to the side of the road No more friends! A façade, be another motherfucker Call me your god! I won't be him... It won't be the first but maybe your last We've got the signal! It won't be the first but maybe your last We've got the set, get back!