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Come on, come on, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. (Come on ride in my rodeo, come on ride in my rodeo). This one of another one of them nasty M. E. F. joints. Come on, come on, come on. (Come on ride in
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You and I, 'til the day we die Yo, yo, ex-girlfriend, how you been?. I see you still tryin' to * with up a women, men. Remember when I first met you in my cousin's house. A week later we was fuckin
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Three young cats strapped with gats decided to ride out one night. The in-flight drug used to induce, the hindsight was dust. The moonlight was robust but they couldn't see the beauty in it. Their
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Oohh, uh, oh, it's time, Meth Man. G-Wine, aiy, aiy, aiy, aiy, aiy, aiy, aiy, aiy There go the apple of my eye, my black butterfly. Don't try to pass me by like you do them other guys. You do with
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kinda girl wheyknow fi love up she man. Man if yuh have fi get di medal, yuh have fi get a slam. From a real ghetto girl. (Again) Gimmie the girl dem wit the wickedest slam. Di kinda girl whey know fi
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frostbitten iceberg slim into black women. When Three's Company ask pigeon who Jack trippin'. Man listen, money slippin', it's honey dippin'. And if she come up missin', don't worry she went pimpin'. You
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own body. What I can eat, drink or smoke, this is a free country. And no one can take away my constitutional rights. Hey man, can you put me on and I can say anything I want. Is that what I need to
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Featuring Street Life. Method Man. Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yea yo. Yo yo yo yo yo yo yo. All them real live motherfuckin niggaz step up front right now. Its goin down. One love to Long Island
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way, lovely. Where for art thou meth-tical God-child. I pack a smile like crocodile profile. Can't hold it down, oh the * gon' hit the fan now. Spin around let your whole crown man down, man down
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Hey, what the hell was on your mind that day?. I heard the wind outside your father’s car. And felt the weight of life. . Now, I try to get inside your head somehow. The storm is coming and it mi
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Intro sample (Method Man). "Walk on" (yeah, yeah, yeah). Method Man. It's Meth, back on that old *. Pick my hos with the same finger I pick my nose with. These flows get hotter than most
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Yeah, one, two, one, two, it's Big M E F. The phenom from Vietnam, fresh out of rehab, yo. On my way the w***spot, what's good?. What's hood? Staten Island Advance. Big up to my man Magic down in
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This is (Mr. Sandman bring me a good dream). Serious, the craziest. D-da, (Mr. Sandman bring me a good dream) day-da. Danger, dangerous style Lyrical shots from the glock. Bust bullet holes on t
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Good news Hip-Hoppers. The big alert has been called off. It turns out that the early reports were wrong, all wrong. Now for that clan out there that had such a tough time gettin' home. Sorry 'bou
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you waited four years, now to burn. Hold your head and know your ledge, your life flash by. Hey, kid, walk straight, master your high. Method Man, Method Man, man whoa, like Black Rob, go. Catch me
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that'll splatter through faces, taste niggaz hearts. I'm intellectual, plus professional. And Walbaums to vegetables * is right here, like buyin' fly gear. Dare any white man or fan nigga, ran through
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