2nd Saleman: He's a music man 1st Salesman: He's a what? 3rd Salesman: He's a what? 2nd Salesman: He's a music man and he sells clarinets to the kids
as you And even though I laugh it off man its probably true Cuz while all of my closest friends out partying I'm just here making all the music that
our draws in it...CLUE! *echoes* [DJ Clue] *talking over above Method Man verse* New Method Man! Eminem... Royce... CLUE! *echoes* [Method Man] Niggaz
in the building, now, come on [Chorus 2X: Trife Da God (Solomon Childs)] (Man up) Somebody gon' get laid down (Man up) Whether music or four pounds (Man
An author with plasma thats hot an melting rock into magma Black skin caused wars and massacers I ressurect the truth like like lazerous with rhyme sources classic as Gradius My music
Intro: Method Man (Redman)] I wanna deal, with a bigger asshole The streets, it's coming down hard We got to get our shit together We always had music
Cause Reggie Noble dropped that cock named Noble at Sunoco I'm better than rice and beans when I rock you ocho to ocho My music more underground than
music louder, miraculous how it rocks I throw the whole crowd in a big three lock box I'm smelling like a convertible man, I'm Micheal Myers what crash
not know the way I asked the rock, sitting in a shade of grey I asked the rock, he didn't have a thing to say
balls to make your pussy walls dribble in my drawers Hey boy this is the way the East coast swing it so bring it Man I told you ass Brown-er than
we put our draws in it...CLUE! [echoes] [DJ Clue] [talking over above Method Man verse] New Method Man! Eminem... Royce... CLUE! [echoes] [Method Man
[Mad Child] Yo, I'm a cannibal on Anthrax Island Dine on my victims swervin' through pylons Chamber music, car parked in dungeons Stun gun, never sound
Aw man Put that ol' dumb horn down Hey, Jazzy Jazzy Show this boy what some real music 'posed to sound like He-he-ha 1-2-3-4 Don't stop the rock Now
are you ready? Man fuck you we ready Do you have a song selected? Yeah we got a song What you wanna go with Man it don't matter This muthafucka (They
' too I get my ace holes chopped in two, dimes, quarters, rocks in two The fiends cop it too Yeah, look at 'em rockin' two, rockin' boat, rock n' jock
Manhattan and Long Island, for Mike and Dave After that, I was convinced we can do it until my man Biz jetted and came out with "Make the Music.." From
'd listen Rock & roll band Everybody's waitin' Gettin' crazy Anticipating love and music Play, play, play, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Playin' for a week in Rhode Island A man
the eye and I So elevate I to the third and even that shit seems absurd And your thoughts leave you third isolated No man is an island but I often feel
