Method Man - Release Yo' Delf (Prodigy mix) lyrics

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Method Man - Release Yo' Delf (Prodigy mix) lyrics

Blue Raspberry: When I first stepped on the scene, n***as was petrified Jet back to the lab, like they were being chased by homicide My rap flow does you like Tical, and it will never steer you wrong And all you b**h-a** n***as in the industry, your careers won't be lasting long When I first stepped on the scene, n***as was petrified Jet back to the lab, like they were being chased by homicide My rap flow does you like Tical, and it will never steer you wrong And all you b**h-a** n***as in the industry, your careers won't be lasting long Method Man: Check it, I'm the f**ing man who they mention Notice, that other n***as rap styles is bogus Doo-doo, prepare for this verse Tical voodoo Blazing, the stuff that ignites stimulation Inside ya, 'cause I be that house over water Forgot in the realm that be deep as the Poseidon Adventure, n***as need to touch they freaking picture For the sickness, that be spreading with the quickness Remedies, cousin I be doing on my enemies Penalty, then I drink forties to they memories Emotion, rushing through your down street vicinity Blunt smoke, in the air reveals my identity (Tical.... tical... ti-cal, ti-cal...) As I keep it movin, we keep it movin uh Keep it movin and keep it movin uh Keep it movin, baby, we be movin uh Keep it movin, we keep it huh RHARHHH What's that rhythm what's that sound Party people getting down When it hit the baddest man Just release, yo delf!! My God, somebody said it's on, if it is then I'll be set To blow a n***a up, with my Five Fingers of d**h I bring it to his whole damn fam, understand If he fronting, on any man down with the Clan I be coming, for the headpiece you can't cope for my brother I bring it to the Pope, word to mother Serial, k**er, style from Big Isle No Stat My peoples are you with me where you at? sh**'s getting deep in here, I mean like thick n***as looking all in my face like they want dick It's about to hit the fan, hit the flo' That's all I can stands and I can't stands no mo' What is it? n***as think they bigger Because they got the finger on the trigger of a pistol They don't know I'm wicked, when I start to kick it With the raw sound, wash it down with a Mystic Then I add a snapple, n***a want the juice but he don't want the ha**le Then we try to overthrow the castle Better yet the tent when I'm coming to your town Black man, the rental, God, the pistol YAH! If you don't want a burn from GLOCK then beware I buck shots, we move up, the buck stops here No more dough will be made Unless it's being made by hoes What's that rhythm what's that sound Party people getting down When it hit the baddest man Just breathe in, till then And keep it moving, baby keep it moving I plan to keep it moving, you know we keep it movin uh And keep it moving, baby we be moving uh And keep it moving, you know we keep it moving uh And keep it moving, you know we keep it moving Baby we be moving, you know we keep it moo..RARHRAH Blue Raspberry: When I first stepped on the scene, n***as was petrified Jet back to the lab, like they were being chased by homicide My rap flow does you like Tical, and it will never steer you wrong And all you b**h-a** n***as in the industry, your careers won't be lasting long Method Man: Throw your hands in the sky And wave em from side to side And if you're ready to spark up the Meth-Tical Let me hear you say stimuli Blue Raspberry: When I first stepped on the scene, n***as was petrified Jet back to the lab, like they were being chased by homicide My rap flow does you like Tical, and it will never steer you wrong And all you b**h-a** n***as in the industry, your careers won't be lasting long

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