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[Intro: Method Man] Yo... aww shhhhhhiiiiiiit! [Hook: Method Man] My niggaz, how we do it? You know it like a poet, baby doll Break through it, you know it like a poet, baby doll I spit, chew it, you know it like a poet, baby doll Get in the music, you know it like a poet, baby doll [Method Man] If you don´t know, you better, ask somebody who I be On land, air, or sea, I don´t need No I.D Once again, let´s get under their skins like I.V.´s Or Roman numerals fours (IV´s) who we doin´ the score I got a shoe in the door, nothin´ new anymore Ya´ll got love for me? I got love for you and yours Tical Part 0, my friend, rappers is fightin´ Like Tyson, when nothin´ else work I´ll start bitin´ My shit, and his shit, I´m hopin´ it end I live my life like a lotto ticket, hopin´ it win Purple haze got me chokin´ again, open again I´m what´s crackin´, like your mamma smokin´ again [Chorus: Method Man] If you see a model, then you might see me follow Rubbin´ her thighs like Aladdin rub the Genie bottle Back for another swallow, Method, you know my motto: "Ya´ll might just win today, but I´ll be back tomorrow" [Method Man] Ya´ll tryin´ to get me started Who on the short yellow bus tryin´ to get retarded? Kid don´t be the artist, formerly known as artist Jump off a skyscraper, the roof who hit the hardest Where the bastards at and where they habitats? I send they asses back to foldin´ sweaters at the Gap I like Nikes, food spicy, I´m a Pisces That´s why women love me and any nigga that´s like me Thoroughbread, I´m with gettin´ this dough instead Need a ho, like I need another hole in the head Lord help me, I´m crackin´ the safe, pocket like ´Face Mighty Healthy, you know I´m the shit, soon as you smelt me [Chorus] [Method Man] For what it´s worth, the early bird sit at the table and eat first My niggaz need work, mami buggin´, rippin´ my t-shirt We can kick it until our feet hurt Mothers warn your daughters ´bout this tall drink of water Spoiler, waiter give her anything she order on the menu Method Man, live at your venue Smokin´ it, jumpin´ off the dick, like he mental Kid, I got a murder rap, and my head is simple Open up the pussy, put the lead in the pencils And people sayin´ Wu gon´ break up, ya´ll We got y´all numbers, it´s time ya´ll got your wake up calls, and.. [Chorus 2X]

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