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[Intro: sample]<br>"Wanna see the world, ain´t scared to do it<br>Even if, your shocked by it<br>Me and you, lost when you do it<br>By myself, better off bein´ you"<br><br>[Intro: Method Man]<br>Smoke cess nigga, smokin´ that A.K<br>Norther lights, yeah.. stick ´em!<br>Uh, ahhh, baby, you know it like a poet, baby doll<br>Yeah, yeah, crooked letter in, uh uh, S.I., better<br>known as the crooked letter I<br>Come on! Self Service<br><br>[Method Man]<br>Y´all know me since ´93, now let that weed burn<br>Back in this bitch, class dismissed, it´s the return<br>Of the super sperm, game over, lose a turn<br>Takes a germ to kill a germ, when will y´all killas learn<br>Your only as good as your last hit<br>Soon as you put them automatics on safety that´s it<br>I calm them bastards, I call them ratchets<br>Till you blasted, till y´all come ashes to ashes<br>We make classic, huh, bring you a rougher sound<br>You either up or down, don´t get that ass kicked<br>Ya´ll niggaz fuck around, y´all only tough around<br>The crowds, scared to bust a round, don´t get that ass kicked<br>What part of the game is this?<br>I came to break bread, evidently y´all killas came to bitch, nigga<br>So, whose the whipped nigga, don´t even trip, nigga<br>Some say they pull trigga, I think they bullshitter<br>I just begun to fight, if mommy like daddy talk<br>Then daddy might get him some tonight<br>Give me, my limelight, give me, my five mics<br>Give me, some weed and a light to get my mind right<br>Is he, the illest M.C., to ever play the tough city<br>To find out it´ll cost you bout a buck fifty<br>Across your face swiftly, my after taste shitty<br>Whose built by New Yitty, whose milked like two titties<br>And I ain´t even got to say my name<br>I got this duck wit her legs up like, "say my name, trick"<br>You think it´s all a game, like pussy all the same<br>I´m speakin´ toilet slang, not seakin´ hall of fame<br>It´s raw, sushi, stain in your drawers, dooky<br>Quarter a Lucy, quarter more for a groupie<br>That like to pop snoopy, think she gon´ pop coochie<br>Just cuz you got Gucci, don´t mean you not hoochie<br>Girl, I tell it like a T-I-N<br>Ain´t no other kids eatin´ till I feed my kids<br>Trick, oh, you ain´t crushin´, sister, I can´t do nothin´ wit you<br>My money´s celebate, honey, and we ain´t fuckin´ wit you<br>I do it for the nookie, some say I´m too pushy<br>Only thing better than pussy, that´s some new pussy<br>There that go, looky, it´s gettin´ ugly even<br>With niggaz so broke, they couldn´t spend a lovely even<br><br>[Outro: Method Man]<br>Yeah, that´s it<br>Yeah, Method Man has just left the muthafuckin´ building
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[Intro: sample]<br>"Wanna see the world, ain´t scared to do it<br>Even if, your shocked by it<br>Me and you, lost when you do it<br>By myself, better off bein´ you"<br><br>[Intro: Method Man]<br>Smoke cess nigga, smokin´ that A.K<br>Norther lights, yeah.. stick ´em!<br>Uh, ahhh, baby, you know it like a poet, baby doll<br>Yeah, yeah, crooked letter in, uh uh, S.I., better<br>known as the crooked letter I<br>Come on! Self Service<br><br>[Method Man]<br>Y´all know me since ´93, now let that weed burn<br>Back in this bitch, class dismissed, it´s the return<br>Of the super sperm, game over, lose a turn<br>Takes a germ to kill a germ, when will y´all killas learn<br>Your only as good as your last hit<br>Soon as you put them automatics on safety that´s it<br>I calm them bastards, I call them ratchets<br>Till you blasted, till y´all come ashes to ashes<br>We make classic, huh, bring you a rougher sound<br>You either up or down, don´t get that ass kicked<br>Ya´ll niggaz fuck around, y´all only tough around<br>The crowds, scared to bust a round, don´t get that ass kicked<br>What part of the game is this?<br>I came to break bread, evidently y´all killas came to bitch, nigga<br>So, whose the whipped nigga, don´t even trip, nigga<br>Some say they pull trigga, I think they bullshitter<br>I just begun to fight, if mommy like daddy talk<br>Then daddy might get him some tonight<br>Give me, my limelight, give me, my five mics<br>Give me, some weed and a light to get my mind right<br>Is he, the illest M.C., to ever play the tough city<br>To find out it´ll cost you bout a buck fifty<br>Across your face swiftly, my after taste shitty<br>Whose built by New Yitty, whose milked like two titties<br>And I ain´t even got to say my name<br>I got this duck wit her legs up like, "say my name, trick"<br>You think it´s all a game, like pussy all the same<br>I´m speakin´ toilet slang, not seakin´ hall of fame<br>It´s raw, sushi, stain in your drawers, dooky<br>Quarter a Lucy, quarter more for a groupie<br>That like to pop snoopy, think she gon´ pop coochie<br>Just cuz you got Gucci, don´t mean you not hoochie<br>Girl, I tell it like a T-I-N<br>Ain´t no other kids eatin´ till I feed my kids<br>Trick, oh, you ain´t crushin´, sister, I can´t do nothin´ wit you<br>My money´s celebate, honey, and we ain´t fuckin´ wit you<br>I do it for the nookie, some say I´m too pushy<br>Only thing better than pussy, that´s some new pussy<br>There that go, looky, it´s gettin´ ugly even<br>With niggaz so broke, they couldn´t spend a lovely even<br><br>[Outro: Method Man]<br>Yeah, that´s it<br>Yeah, Method Man has just left the muthafuckin´ building
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