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METHOD MAN lyrics : "Biscuits"


[Intro:]


What? What you want?
Represent represent represent
Yeah, represent, check it out check it out


Yo mama don't wear no drawers!
I saw her when she took them off!

Standin on the welfare line, eatin swine
Tryin to look fine, with her stank behind
You can ask the (*##$ and she'll tell ya fast

Meth-Tical got STYLE with his nasty $$#

[Verse One:]


Are you ready, to face the consenquences and suffer?
I even tell ya momma you ain't %#@!, mother$#&@er

Bring it, and let that killer bee kid sting it
And rep-resent, it's like heads up a brick, when I'm swing it
Get lost, I break you off something

I'm pumpin, like a Reebok, with a pump, from the jump and
You was nothin
Bet ya thought ya $#&@in clan had ya $#&@in back but they was frontin

Smokin dirt blunts and $#&@in nasty stunts and
Ya take the naked gun without the bullet, what ya bustin
Get ya ship sunken, $#&@in with a drunken

Master disaster at enemy rap functions

[Interlude:]


Huh, just an echo
Yoo-hoo ripin-ripin in the valley

Yoo-hoo ripin-ripin so to bring back
Sweet memories of you
And you can even ask your crew

Betcha bottom dollar that they tell ya fast
Meth-Tical got STYLE with his nasty $$#


[Verse Two:]

Who said the Wu-Tang Clan? Was it you or your man?

You wanna point the finger, I'll bring ya
36 chambers, be out, youze in danger
Let me pull ya brain outcha $$# with a hanger

Didn't momma not tell ya not to talk to a stranger
Now ya got ya neck, in the noose, of the strangler
Just recline, keep the Meth in mind

I'll even test the knuckle check on the hands of time
What? And I'll be more than glad to bust that $$#
All up and down the block, the street, the isle

Whatever, smokin on a Spike Lee joint
Hey I'm Mo' Better, I'm hopin ^!$$%z get the point
Cause they coul never, stop the veteran, word to God

When I'm severin the HEAD of a mental vegetarian
The Method, at the weekend, with a whole lot of credit
The cuties I desire, I be the first to set it

off, flame on like the Human Torch
Fantastic Four for all the fans in the store
You can eat it all and it'll tell ya fast

Meth-Tical got STYLE for ya nasty $$#

[Outro:]


94 baby, word up, recognize, recognize
Wu-Tang killer bee

The RZA and the Method MZA

Raider Ruckus, where you at?

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