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Bài hát LET ME GO - NO METHOD. Here you are right in my reflection. Can you see me. No. Well I can see you. Guess you don't care how I am feeling. Or how I'm doing. No, no. Caught up in the
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Bài hát Stargazer (Sora No Method Opening) - Larval Stage Planning. “I hear your voice on the wind , now . since when my childhood. ” . Hoho no soba de mau yuki tachi. . Kisetsu nagare meguru doko
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Lovely city, when do you laugh?. Stony people, what do you have? Well, you ride around on a bright shiny cloud. And you think that you've found true happiness. There's no method in your mind and
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Intro Method Man. Yo. Aww shhhhhhiiiiiiit!. . Hook Method Man. My niggaz, how we do it? You know it like a poet, baby doll. Break through it, you know it like a poet, baby doll. I spit, chew
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up, spit at a honey. Then split a honey Dutch, roll it up, can't roll with us. If you can't hold your liquor, throw it up, y'all know what up. See we them niggas, ain't no ho in us, the flow is nuts
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. . Chorus. . M-e-t, h-o-d, man. M-e-t, h-o-d, man. M-e-t, h-o-d, man. Here I am, here I am, the method man. . Wu-tang, killer bees on the swarm, it ain't safe no more. 1994, the rugged raw
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No, don't trip, dog, spark 'em, quick. Holla when a real nigga talkin' trick. We got grip but we ain't spendin' *. You and your friends, stop pretendin' trip Let a nigga get nut pushed, better
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Intro sample. Make marijuana legal, make marijuana legal. Make marijuana legal, make marijuana legal (well speak your mind then). Ok, I will, no one has the right to tell me what I can do with my
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Redman. Def Squad Wu Tang. *laugh*. (check it check it out). Verse 1 Method Man Redman in brackets. Yo yo Method Man yo yo Iron Lungs. Call us gorillas in the myst. Raunchy vocalist. Your
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, Young Zee) Method Man. Uh, get ya stank on Radio voice. WWKYA, WE'RE KICKIN YOUR ASS! Mally G/Jamal. My receitals is worth ten titles. I * on wrote Bibles, if you don't like me I don't like
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. If you ain't Missy, payin' no bills. Body, you and supermarket, no thrills Murda, murda, murda, kill, kill, kill. Murda, murda, murda, kill, kill, kill (Cereal, cereal killer) Verse Four Method Man
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ya gon' stop lookin', know what you did last summer?. So I started hookin', you past shookin'. Offer open can of ass-whoopin'? Ain't no tomorrow's in the Method's Little Shop Of Horrors. Go ask your
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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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No, don't trip, dog, spark 'em, quick. Holla when a real nigga talkin' trick. We got grip but we ain't spendin' *. You and your friends, stop pretendin' trip Let a nigga get nut pushed, better
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cold). Come on, come on Verse 1 Method Man Verse 1 (method man). with all do respect to tha game. im tha ph- enom , not ready for primetime , be on. extinction , change tha way u thinkin ,or be gone
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'em, uh huh, that's what's up, Big Sox I'm on the grind, can't wait to shine. * that, I pull your blinds, catch you F'in' with mines, no go 'head. I got no time, hate to be wastin' time
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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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. Will you sign, Mr. Ghostface, package for a friend, here. Right by the x, my bad, here's a pen Gucci flip flops, I box my way to the kitchen. My keys is missin', my trees is missin'. No more parties
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The 'thirteen question method' (Chuck Berry) The 'thirteen question method' is the one to use. The 'thirteen question method' is the one to use. The 'thirteen question method' is the one. To use
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You don't want no problems, problems. You don't want no problems, problems Yeah, real man with ya stinking ass. Come on, that's my nigga right there, let's do it. Never count me out, nigga, just
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Uh huh, no ID. It's another one right here. I love women. Know why, 'cause they love me back. Come on, come on, come on. Yeah, yeah, yeah. Come on, come on, come on. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yo, yo
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' 'em softly with this song, addin' on. Let them toes get they tag on, dead men run no marathons. On my shift, shootin' that gift, knowin' he snitched. On the telethon, runnin' his lips, sinkin' the
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straight no chaser. Twin towerin' I skyscrape ya, now gimme yours Trifled disciple, arch rival reppin' with weapons that homicidal. Star leaves you marked from the start like tribal scars, Allah punk. I'm
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of them grits, yo, nahmeen?. Y'all don't really want no parts of this, soon as a n****. Start shining, n****z start some s***, my guard lit Like a boss, head n**** in charge, get in these drawers
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Deadly medley part two. That's my word. It ain't safe no more, bitch Yo, yo, brain gets punctured and drained through the nasal. Hour of assassination be upon you. Movin' with the tiger strike
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choker. Hardcore,? jacore? I hate poker. But y'all spread when my bullet's daytona (Chorus) 8x. Comin through, comin through duck. Run for cover (BASS!) (Method Man). Yo yo this ain't ya granddaddy
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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