Basically, can't fuck with me
I came to bring the pain hardcore from the brain
Let's go inside my astral plane
Find out my mental's based on instrumental
records hey, so I can write monumental
Methods, I'm not the King
But niggaz is decaf I stick em for the CREAM
check it, just how deep can shit get
Deep as the abyss and brothers is mad fish accept it
In your Cross Colour, clothes you've crossed over
Then got Totally Krossed Out and Kris Kross
Who da boss? Niggaz get tossed to the side
And I'm the dark side of the Force
Of course it's the Method, Man from the Wu-Tang Clan
I be hectic, and comin for the head piece protect it
Fuck it, two tears in a bucket, niggaz want the ruckus
Bustin at me bruh, now bust it
Styles, I gets buckwild
Method Man on some shit, pullin niggaz files
I'm sick, insane, crazy, Drivin Miss Daisy
Out her fuckin mind now I got mine I'm Swayze
Is it real son, is it really real son
Let me know it's real son, if it's really real
Something I could feel son, load it up and kill one
Want it raw deal son, if it's really real
And when I was a lil stereo (stereo)
I listened to some champion (champion)
I always wondered (wondered)
wondered
vodka
vietnam
totally
through
three
threat
think
swayze
stereo
tears
staircase
spicy
southpaw
sound
enough
style
hectic
drivin
rhymes
sickin
astral
eleven
daisy
styles
gonna
plane
crossed
comin
proof
really
write
fuckin
rugged
eyelids
colour
stick
hahaha
method
brains
clothes
better
brain
accept
bottom
course
basically
burns
could
while
abyss
straw
bring
check
brothers
racing
bucket
files
bustin
kross
crashing
dollar
records
cross
carve
galore
motherfuckers
always
hairs
chest
chemical
northern
garments
hands
contest
hardcore
hazardous
insane
ruckus
inside
straight
based
piece
drink
instrumental
kneel
brown
learned
drinkin
decaf
listen
listened
methods
tossed
crazy
monumental
motherfuckin
movin
mustard
realize
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