[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]
