Method Man lyrics
Method Man lyrics
"Biscuits lyrics"
Lancelot lyrics
The story of Lancelot and Guinevere. Their love sealed the fate of the Round Table and plunged Britain into a crisis. Arthur's first and most shining knight died in the last bloody battle against Mordred (a version about Lancelot's fate). I like to taste the wine I swore to save the
[Intro:]The story of Lancelot and Guinevere. Their love sealed the fate of the Round Table and plunged Britain into a crisis. Arthur's first and most shining knight died in the last bloody battle against Mordred (a version about Lancelot's fate). I like to taste the wine I swore to save the
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 bitch and she'll tell ya fast
Meth-Tical got STYLE with his nasty ass
[Verse One:]
Are you ready, to face the consenquences and suffer?
I even tell ya momma you ain't shit, motherfucker
Bring it, and let that killer bee kid sting it
And rep-resent, it's like heads up a brick,
Bounce lyrics
We come rushing through your stereo system, into your ear canal, like this alignment of the solar system. Have you forgotten about the days when we just wanted to rock cause we like it that way, and no more hate, no more lies, no more politics. So sick of fakes who cry over copied riffs. This is th
when I'm swing itWe come rushing through your stereo system, into your ear canal, like this alignment of the solar system. Have you forgotten about the days when we just wanted to rock cause we like it that way, and no more hate, no more lies, no more politics. So sick of fakes who cry over copied riffs. This is th
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 fuckin clan had ya fuckin back but they was frontin
Smokin dirt blunts and fuckin nasty stunts and
Ya take the naked gun without the bullet, what ya bustin
Get ya ship sunken, fuckin 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
Chaque Jour lyrics
chaque jour envie d'?tre un jour en vie non certes sans regret un jour d'?tre n?
that they tell ya fastchaque jour envie d'?tre un jour en vie non certes sans regret un jour d'?tre n?
Meth-Tical got STYLE with his nasty ass
[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 ass 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 ass
All up and down the block, the street, the isle
Whatever, smokin on a
Broken Wings lyrics
[Hook Goldie:] Take this broken wings and learn to fly again and learn to live so free and when we here the voices sing the book of love will open up and let us in so take these broken wings [Rap1 Red Dogg:] Creapin' up on the microphone, It's C-Block we dippin' clean Spike Lee joint
Hey I'm Mo' Better, I'm hopin niggaz 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 ass
[Outro:]
94 baby, word up, recognize, recognize
Wu-Tang killer bee
The RZA and the Method MZA
Raider Ruckus, where you at?
[Hook Goldie:] Take this broken wings and learn to fly again and learn to live so free and when we here the voices sing the book of love will open up and let us in so take these broken wings [Rap1 Red Dogg:] Creapin' up on the microphone, It's C-Block we dippin' clean
Hey I'm Mo' Better, I'm hopin niggaz 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 ass
[Outro:]
94 baby, word up, recognize, recognize
Wu-Tang killer bee
The RZA and the Method MZA
Raider Ruckus, where you at?