Method Man EXPLICIT
[Intro]Yeah, torture motherfucker what?(Torture nigga what?)What?I'll fuckingI'll fucking tie you to a fucking bedpostwith your ass cheeks spread out and shitRight?Put a hanger on a fucking stove and let that shit sit therefor like a half hourTake it off and stick it in your ass slow likeTssssssss
Yeah, I'll fuckingYeah I'll fucking lay your nuts on a fucking dresserJust your nuts laying on a fucking dresserAnd bang them shits with a spiked fucking batOhWhat's up? BLOW!
I'll fuckingI'll fucking pull your fucking tongue out your fucking mouthand stab the shit with a rusty screwdriver, BLOW!I'll fucking
I'll fuckingI'll fucking hang you by your fucking dickoff a fucking twelve sto-story building out this motherfucker
I'll fuckingI'll fuckingsew your asshole closed, and keep feedin youand feedin you, and feedin you, and feedin you
[Intro Part Two: Genius (all versions)]Yo, roll the dice, yo roll the diceYo, so it's going down like that, huh? Yeah?Niggaz is whylin, check it out kid
From the slums of Shaolin, Wu-Tang Clan strikes againThe RZA, the GZA, Ol Dirty Bastard, Inspectah Deck, Raekwon the ChefU-God, Ghost Face Killer and the Method Man
M-E-T, H-O-D, MAN [x4]
[Verse One:]Hey, you, get off my cloudYou don't know me and you don't know my styleWho be gettin flam when they come to a jam?Here I am here I am, the Method ManPatty cake patty cake hey the method manDon't eat Skippy, Jif or Peter PanPeanut butter, Cause I'm not butterIn fact I snap back like a rubberband, I be Sam Sam I amAnd I don't eat green eggs and hamStyle will hit ya, wham!, then goddamnYou be like oh shit that's the jamTurn it up now hear me get buckwu-wu-wildI'm about to blow light me upUpside downside inside and outsideHittin you from every angle there's no doubtI am, the one and only Method ManThe master of the plan wrappin shit like SaranWrap, with some of this and some of thatHold up (what?) I tawt I tat I putty tatOver there, but I think he best to bewareOf the diggy dog shit right hereYippy yippy yay yippy yah yippy yoLike Deck said this ain't your average flowComing like rah ooh ah achie kahTell me how ya like it so far baby pawThe poetry's in motion coast to coast andRub it on your skin like lotionWhat's the commotion, oh my lordAnother cord chopped by the Wu-Tang swordHey hey hey like Fat AlbertIt's the Method Man ain't no if ands about itIt's the Method
[Break:]All right, y'all get ya weed out, get ya meth, get your skinsDon't forget your fortyAnd we gonna do it like this
I got, fat bags of skunkI got, White Owl dubAnd I'm about to go get liftedYes I'm about to go get lifted
I got, myself a fortyI got, myself a shortyAnd I'm about to go and stick itYes I'm about to go and stick it
[Verse Two:]UhhH-U-F-F huff and I puffBlow like snow when the cold wind's blowingZoom, I hit the mic like boomWrote a song about it like to hear it here it goesQuestion what exactly is a panty raiderIll behaviour, savior or major flavorAll of the above oh yeah plus I do soAlso flam I'm the man call me superNot an average Joe with an average flowDoing average things with average hoesYo I'm super I'll make a bitch squirmFor my, Su-per Sperm (check it)Check it I give it to ya raw butt nakedI smell sess pass the MethodLet's get lifted as I kick ballisticsMissles and shoot game like a pistolClip is loaded when I click bang dangA Wu-Tang slug hits your brainJ-U-M-P jump and I thumpMake girls rumps like pump and Humpty HumpWow, the Shaolin style is all in meChild, the whole damn isle is calling meP-A-N-T-Y-R-A-I-D-E-R mad raw I don't cryMeaning no one can burn or toss and turn meOoh I be the super spermChim chimmeny chim chim cherieFreak a flow and flow fancy freeNow how many licks does it takeFor me to hit the Tootsie Roll center of a breakPeep and don't sleep the crews mad deep Wu-TangFading motherfuckers like bleachSo to each and every crewYou're clear like glass I can see right throughYou're whole damn posse be catchin em all cause you vic'dand ya didn't have friends to begin withI'm
M-E-T, H-O-D, MANM-E-T, H-O-D, MANM-E-T, H-O-D, MANM-E-T, H-O-D, MAN
Here I am, here I am, the Method Man
[Outro: RZA]Straight from the slums of ShaolinWu-Tang Killa B'z on a swarm(Your soul have just been taken through the 36 chambers of death, kid)
[coughing]
(Word to mother, Method Man signing off, peace)