mind, I see sunshine, I thought I didn't have to run, now I'm duckin' from the gun yellin', one-time Take your time to feel my record, and if you did Chill a second, my blind method
hook up, and they want tha St. Clair Style, how we do it always, keep foldin, flippin through tha pages ah literature scripture's weed man Tre' Turn
like moscow I hear nuttin but the music, raw fusion No mass confusion or illusion Blink blink, blink so what you sayin? I'm not playin Hey man, yo I
why it sells Frustrated fireworks inside your head Are going to stand and deliver talk instead The method acting that pays my bills Keeps the fat man
all about Work-wa-work-work-work-wa-work it out Let's turn this motherfuckin' party out Said, "doc what's the condition I'm a man that's on a mission
they cut the pieces smaller The knife he used to maim Is turned against him And now they will do the same Dissect the man of evil His fingers are cut
fucks, about you ducks We over here Shaolin', what, spontaneous combust When I smoke a bag of dust, what a rush, cigar be the dutch Method Man and Redman
The Wu-Tang school method against me? I've learned so many styles, forgive me Sit back relax, fake niggaz don't get turns Watch me massage ya brain
[Intro: Raekwon the Chef, Method Man] What that nigga want God? Word up, look out for the cops (Wu-Tang five finger shit) (Cash Rules) Word up, two
all y'all niggaz for coming in my fuckin face with that shit Alright cool yeah, go ahead man... Poisonous Verse One: Inspectah Deck a.k.a. Rebel INS
, Big Booth represent the Q Know how we do, lamp, get that power u-type, things on float Gza, word up, Master Killer The don of the Clan, Method Man,
As we return, to the 36 Chambers The RZA, the GZA, the Ol Dirty BZA U-God, Chef, the Ghostface Killah And Meth, Rebel I soldier for the foreclosure Don
Yo, check check it (You can never defeat) Yo, check the method of this shit right here one time Sparkin' your braincells to the upmost (The Gods) (Impossible
'cause' i'm coo-coo, But I don't think *****s can take in heat tho' [Chorus x2] [Kon Artis] See i'm a man, and a man gon' do what he gotta do And he
there was another because I saw you with him Still you turned around, winked your eye and gave me rhythm I said, "Oh shit, it's time to get with it" Pulled out my blade and your man
Blaze Ja-Ja-ah-John Bla-Blaze J-Ja-J-Ja, John Blaze "Johnny Blaze ain't a damn thing changed!" -- Method Man Verse Three: Jadakiss Aiyyo my attitude
know the time, ya know to rhyme It ain't easy bein' greezy In a world full of cleanliness And you know all that other madness We gone Peace (Limp Bizkit, Method Man
Carter, who get in the best Competin' for the Queen like a dunking contest Yo, J to A.I., when you in Bedstuy Make sure you holla at the K.I. [Chorus: Method Man