Method Man - Rain All Day lyrics

[Verse 1  Method Man:] Hey I swear I never change If Im with you in the sunshine, Im with when it rains Ill never switch, Im still the same Get caught up in the mix, I never snitch or give up game Im no squealer Police be trying to pick the k**ers brain Not familiar, thats why some brothers go against the grain Im La Familia, Im hands on but that dont mean the name Im tryna fill ya My hands strong, i aint trying to take your chain, Im trying to k** ya Orangutan, you monkeys tryna hang like youre gorillas I give you Wu-Tang slash gilla The object in the mirror, Mac Miller My method is the illest slash illa Im trying to get the guap, cash scrilla But whitey only see a crack dealer Michael Jack thriller, this is not The Walking Dead Rapper think hes Chalky White, he get the white chalk instead Meth Lab, k**ing everything thats in the way Until the son say. The Meth lab dudes dont play [Verse 2  Hanz On:] Had these dude thinkin damn, when it rains, it pours News flash, Meth back, whole Staten with him Couldnt come to terms, how they playing with this rap Dont be understanding all the substance that it lacks Gorilla out the traps, bout to flip Ten years gone probably saw him in the flicks Red tails Belly, motherf**er, was the sh** Rap coalition, meth lab, get em lit

Yo its crazy how these n***as try and do it like we did it Careful if you copy end up money on your fitted Side line critics Hate the bully with the Wessons I swear to god in heaven, dont get caught without your weapon Caught without your weapons, it get ugly in a second Sidearms hover like we bought em from The Jetsons Meth lab, vocab, k** em where they lay Got em sittin sayin The meth lab dudes dont play [Verse 3  Dro Pesci:] Im used to the rain, I dont see the sun too much Nocturnal hustler grinding, holding them d** too much Bench press my pen, on my fresh pad Just left the crack house, Im headed to Meths lab. The tech jab. Cowards in their face when they scheming I bet cash Frown up on their face leave em bleeding, who wants what? Thats my attitude all day, You snooze, you lose, thats why Im making moves all day The tool gonna spray I suggest you stay in your lane Staten n***as aint playing, you get banged for your chain I bang with a gang, a poppin mind bangin up thangs Accurate aim, well-trained, angle and range Dismantle your frame, microphones blown into the flames Pesci the name, Professional, perfecting the game Im wrecking these lanes Sharpshooter k**ing all day Had these haters say The meth lab dudes dont play