Method Man - Off The Wu-headbanger lyrics

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Method Man - Off The Wu-headbanger lyrics

[Method Man] The mad stola, the mad stola (Who? Russel who?) Ha ha, nah let me stop Word up this is a Def Jam production Featuring, Johnny Blaze word up Another madman joint, dirtman on the track Watch how I flip the script, flip the script Check the steez (believe that) Check it out now, check it check it out I get drunk off of cheap wine and hold frontline n***as wanna front, fine f** with me and mine Rain on your sunshine Swine n***as comin hard as a pork rind Can you dig it, only five percent live it While the rest of you fake n***as try to get it Who the Stallion, half of y'all need to quit it Frontin hard and be soft as a cotton knit No balls at all, if you do son then get with it I'm razor sharp and my jaw bone I might spit it I'm dealin with it on an everyday basis Growin weary, gettin cold as I stack glaciers In the zone it's Tical want to get stoned Throw your hands in the air and puff a Meth bone Did you ever get the feeling for that phat sh** Somethin different from that R&B and rap sh** Well here it come from the gums of the one, I amaze I fire in the sky, peep me now, Johnny Blaze Check it, my mind's on the rhyme, ain't a damn thing funny Get money, blaze with resent, k** the fraudulent f**er givin me the grill Nowadays everybody tryin to keep it real 4th Disciple hit me with that 30/30 rifle Beats from the streets mega-trifle Rap gymnastics, flippin from the cradle to the casket Take another pull, fantastic It's the Method not the Plastic Man Comin down like hourgla** sands, check the tactic Flow P.L.O., P.L.O. now you know The ultimate and rhyme legittin Peep the counterfeittin or get snake bitten Doped up with deadly venom, Johnny Blaze get up in em Lay em out like Lee did em, can you dig it Can a brother eat, can I live it Gets no deeper, whoever slippin get the sleeper Whole faces of d**h, bodies cold On some Evil Dead part 2, swallow your soul Yeah, and it don't stop The body body body body rock, yeah Hip hop, who sat out in the dark We used to do it out in the park Hill Avenue, ain't a damn thing new Stay true to my Clan, I'm a family man Loyalty brought me royalty To the Gods I give my heart and soul totally It's so hard can't be broken, that's my life I'ma die if I think twice, I'm not jokin To the essence if I'm half steppin Politician use the system, a lethal weapon When we slip up, lethal injection Ha, everyday life's a lesson I take my spot in the lower cla** section Johnny Blaze, 9-5 to the 9-6 Word up, keep it movin

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