y'all feel out there That's cool Alright You know, sometimes I wanna rap Sometimes I wanna sing, you know what I mean Sometimes all it calls for is
make it hot (hardcore to make 'em rubbers at cold) Come on, come on [Verse 1: Method Man] [Verse 1: (method man)] with all do respect to tha game im tha ph- enom , not ready for
Chorus See now you could be a lady or a bitch now Still, Your thicky thicky thicky thick Lookin like a lolli-pop waitin for the lick girl Your thicky
't stop til I copped them all Wanna block me? You gots to brawl, tray shots and all Cuz I ain't on the clock for talk The Spot Rusher, blow down the spot
, capture like dragnet Goin' through mad phases, of all ages Killa beez locked the fuck up behind cages The Genovese swallow this line and caught a freeze Press call ID for
more augury. Bitches tryin to bust their ass to get away from me when I use my real name. I call myself E. Nigga Butthole. All the same. All the same. All
we're led, to join in this song for the dead Truncated toccatas deranged Raked across barbed strings and hacked Eviscerated etudes for the de-brained Plucked upon heart string
pinga while I force my finger where my bollas linger I bring the pain like Method, when I flex and flip the coochie Puerto Rican to the core, but no Boriquas eat the pussy 'Scuse me for
my bollas linger I bring the pain like Method when I flex and flip the coochie Puerto Rican to the core but no Boriquas eat the pussy 'Scuse me for
young J.B. And he refused to step in line A vision he did see-eth Freaking rocking all the time He wrote a tasty jam And all the planets did align Oh
rebel zone planting I alone stand in a social coma All up to your dome, follow I alone "Now you see me, now you don't" [Method Man] *Scratches* [Aesop
for you So you can know we bring this back for you So you can know we bring this back for you So you can know we bring this back for you So you can
down for my troops And I ah, get-it, get-it, get-it like Luke For those, who don't believe my skills get these I got mad expertise, for all you duck
for them And yeah, I got the country new (raaatttttt) for them See how dark it can get for them? Tell their mommas THAT'S IT for them Get the flowers, they'll sing for
and he refused to step in-line. A vision he did see-eth Fuckin' rockin' all the time. He wrote a tasty jam and all the planets did align. ..::Jack Black