The What

[00:12.09] I used to get feels on a bitch
[00:13.92] Now I throw shields on the dick
[00:16.08] To stop me from that HIV shit
[00:18.13] And niggaz know they soft like a Twinkie filling
[00:20.58] Playing the villain, prepare for this rap killing
[00:23.35] Biggie Smalls is the illest
[00:25.03] Your style is played out, like Arnold wondered
[00:27.37] "What you talking 'bout Willis?"
[00:29.17] The thrill is gone, the black Frank White
[00:31.45] Is here to excite and throw dick to dykes
[00:33.97] Bitches, I like 'em brainless
[00:35.56] Guns, I like 'em stainless steel
[00:37.45] I want the fuckin' Fortune like the Wheel
[00:40.06] I squeeze gats 'til my clips is empty
[00:42.42] Don't tempt me
[00:43.19] (T H O D Man)
[00:44.43] You don't want to fuck with Biggie
[00:45.55] Here I am, I'll be damned if this ain't some shit
[00:47.44] Come to spread the butter lyrics over hominy grit
[00:49.88] It's the low killer death trap, yes, I'm a jet black ninja
[00:53.53] Coming where you rest at, surrender
[00:55.62] Step inside the ring, you'se the number one contender
[00:58.64] Looking cold booty like your pussy in December
[01:01.40] Nigga stop bitching, button up ya lip and
[01:04.38] From Method, all you getting is a can of ass whipping
[01:07.27] Hey, I'll be kicking you son, you doing all the yapping
[01:10.52] Acting as if it can't happen
[01:12.63] You front and got me mad enough to touch something
[01:15.02] Yo, I'm from Shaolin Island and ain't afraid to bust something
[01:18.71] So what cha want, nigga? Ya punk, nigga
[01:21.19] I got a six-shooter and a horse named Trigger
[01:23.81] It's real, ninety-four, rugged raw
[01:27.13] Kicking down your goddamn door
[01:29.67] (And it goes a lil' something like this)
[01:30.45] Fuck the world, don't ask me for shit
[01:32.52] And everything you get, ya gotta work hard for it
[01:35.72] Honies, shake your hips, ya don't stop
[01:38.28] And niggaz pack the clips, keep on
[01:41.29] Two, coming with that Olde E brew
[01:43.30] Meth Tical, putting niggaz back in I.C.U.
[01:46.53] I'm lifted, troop, you can bring yours wack ass crew
[01:49.26] I got connections, I'll get that ass stuck like glue
[01:52.16] No question, I be coming down and shit
[01:54.99] Yo, I gets rugged as a motherfucking carpet get
[01:57.62] And niggaz love it, not in the physical form but in the mental
[02:01.58] I spark and they cells get warm, I'm not a gentle, man
[02:04.98] I'm a Method Man
[02:06.16] Baby, accept it, utmost respect it
[02:08.33] (Assume the position)
[02:09.83] Stop, look and listen
[02:11.24] I spit on your grave, then I grab my Charles Dickens
[02:14.17] Welcome to my center
[02:15.55] Honies feel it deep in they placenta
[02:17.49] Cold as the pole in the winter
[02:19.58] Far from the inventor but I got this rap shit sewed
[02:22.84] And when my Mac unloads
[02:24.46] I'm guaranteed another video
[02:26.20] Ready to die, why I act that way?
[02:28.47] Pop duke left Mom duke
[02:30.38] The fagot took the back way
[02:31.71] So instead of making hoes suck my dick up
[02:34.17] I used to do stick-up
[02:35.60] 'Cause hoes is irritating like the hiccups
[02:37.65] Excuse me, flows just grow through me
[02:39.85] Like trees to branches, cliffs to avalanches
[02:42.55] It's the Praying Mantis
[02:44.07] Deep like the mind of Farrakhan
[02:45.97] A motherfucking rap phenomenon
[02:47.94] Plus
[02:48.57] (I got more glocks and techs than you)
[02:50.67] I make it hot
[02:51.58] (Nigga, won't even stand next to you)
[02:53.43] Nigga, touch me, you better bust me
[02:55.73] Three times in the head
[02:57.18] Or motherfucker's dead, ya thought so
[02:59.56] Fuck the world, don't ask me for shit
[03:01.92] And everything you get, ya gotta work hard for it
[03:04.87] Honies, shake your hips, ya don't stop
[03:07.32] And niggaz pack the clips, keep on
[03:10.46] Fuck the world, don't ask me for shit
[03:13.20] And everything you get, ya gotta work hard for it
[03:16.27] Honies, shake your hips, ya don't stop
[03:18.83] And niggaz pack the clips, keep on
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