money in ya two socks Meth the mister, if crime is an art, then let me paint a picture I'm gone, Kodak can't even frame the riddler Gold realin', Meth
the herb man smugglin' bright and early in the mornin' this is for the herb man smugglin' I know the DEA is waitin' take out the herb man smugglin' It
I'll get it right You tried to make me stay I said 'No Way', grabbed my bag and hit the highway [x2] Sobriety suits you so well, it suits you so well
do with it, like Cool J does (My tattoo!) You see me standin outside of your buildin; screamin, "Puffy is good, (HEY!) but Slim Shady is for the children
in it...CLUE! *echoes* [DJ Clue] *talking over above Method Man verse* New Method Man! Eminem... Royce... CLUE! *echoes* [Method Man] Niggaz is like
Uh-huh, forreal, man, word, open the door, man Hustle flow shit, yeah, aiyo, pass the cigar, lord Come on, man, stop playing, man [Raekwon:] We in the
Masta Killa, the Gza, the Genius.. It's the Ol' D-d-dza-za-za Diiiirty Bastard! [music starts] [ODB] Straight Up..turn it up, the headphones, turn it up..yo you here me
My mans chantin' me on like "Run son! Don't go up in the spot" Jettin' through bushes and backyards, neighbors is rattin' me out Dogs is barkin' all you
it Anywhere, I'm taking it, she loving how the gangsta flex This is thug sex, Iking it, nasty talk As she liking it, spanking it, she biting the sheets
Gangster status, Big Brother, lemme get in ya ear You know what time it is, crime it is No matter what rhyme it is We gon' stay fly, hit lye, rock diamond
: (feat. Method Man, Streetlife) [Verse 1: Ghostface Killah] Yeah, assorted flavor Clarks No doubt The beer champ Yeah, curly head kid Yo, yo, yo From
Masta Killa, the Gza, the Genius.. It's the Ol' D-d-dza-za-za Diiiirty Bastard! [music starts] [ODB:] Straight Up..turn it up, the headphones, turn it up..yo you here me
Method Man (Toney Starks) the most important M.C. in the whole wide world Is you and you hardly even know it, know it, know it.. [Streetlife] Watch me
coloured Durangos switch to me, bro That's how I picture rich niggas with the same coats All rich niggas with the same coat. [Method Man] You can catch
the water technique! Hai! Ha, ha! (sounds of fists and a whoosh of air followed by a punch) The sky is high, the cloud is low But my water technique is
from niggaz, hate fakin niggaz, yo you hear me? The whole shit's like wrestling What you dare me? Back the fuck up kid, we flexin [Verse Three: Method Man
talkin that shit is absurd My repotoire, is U.S.S.R. P.L.O. style got thrown out the car and ran over, by the Method Man jeep Divine can't define my style
: (feat. Street, Method Man) [Verse One: Ghostface Killah] Yeah, assorted flavor Clarks No doubt The beer champ Yeah, curly head kid Yo, yo, yo From