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[Hook 2X: GZA sample] "Konichiwa bitches" [Method Man] What up, what up, these niggaz suck They can't hold a fort, better hold that thought, B. If I can't get it off, see my attitude is MSG Fuck it, I'm salty, the game been loss me Pay ya dues, it cost me, who acting like I'm past my prime Hey Carlton Fisk, nigga, pass the nine, who wanna cross me, now? And put my body in the lost and found You with the business, then bust off a round It's like the passions of Christ, get crucified just for having that ice And the audacity for having that life, while niggaz starving & shit The main reason they be robbing and shit The same reason you've been targeted bitch (these niggaz must of forgot) The thin line between a hoe and a trick Give 'em the clip between the four and the fifth (yea, motherfucker I'm high) There I go again, blowing a spliff When I exhale, it's like I'm blowing a kiss (konichiwa bitches) [Chorus: Method Man] N.Y.C., is all I see O.D.B., nigga, R.I.P. (konichiwa bitches) This Killa Beez on ya M.I.C. You want it all, well then y'all like me (konichiwa bitches) Come on, come on, I think they playing my song I came to blow them out the frame, and I'm gone (konichiwa bitches) M-E-T, to the H-O-D Why motherfuckers wanna hate on me? (konichiwa bitches) [Method Man] For every rhyme, there's a hair on my chest Scared of the Man, you should be scared of the Meth Now every damn that I drop, is homicidal, that could dare to be done There's no survival, now who care to be next? (if you don't know me by now) Know where the borough is, doing it for The most thoroughest, you doing the most, pa The French call it "forpa" when fucking with son, the odds a hundred to none Too many flavors, y'all ain't fucking with one It's getting deep, see the plot thicker No place to be, if you bi-atch, nigga Outside the Clan, we always got RZA I put it down, like I don't give a One in the head, I bet he don't get up, we drinking malt liquor Out of your Benz, just to talk slicker Then paint a scene that you can all picture You going in? Well, let me walk with cha It's Method Man, but for short Mr., Mef (konichiwa bitches) [Chorus] [Hook 4X] |
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