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mail by the tons son

Chorus 2x:
Yo it's that Roc a Fella shit
Hoes clothes to whips
Act up and get hit 
Give a fuck who you with 
We them niggaz coming
the method man
Don't eat Skippy, Jif or Peter Pan
Peanut butter, 'cause I'm not butter
In fact I snap back like a rubber

band, I be Sam, Sam I am
And I
hey the method man
Don't eat skippy, jif or peter pan
Peanut butter, 'cause I'm not butter
In fact I snap back like a rubber
Band, I be sam, sam I
hey the method man
Don't eat skippy, jif or peter pan
Peanut butter, 'cause I'm not butter
In fact I snap back like a rubber
Band, I be sam, sam I
The shot is slow pan, monitor guffawing
Flooded p.d. blotter under horizontal coffee
More to follow, outside tweakers are in love
Teeny Raquel Welch
hey the method man
Don't eat skippy, jif or peter pan
Peanut butter, 'cause I'm not butter
In fact I snap back like a rubber
Band, I be sam, sam I
the method man
Don't eat Skippy, Jif or Peter Pan
Peanut butter, 'cause I'm not butter
In fact I snap back like a rubber

band, I be Sam, Sam I am
And I
Chevy on my head rest how ya feel? I feel good
Chrome exhaust with the leather in the wood
Flip flop candy drop mj's wit da socks 
Dope boy get fresh
goodness gracious, oh golly gee wolly
I'm good googa booga good golly Miss Molly
I use a loaf of bread a pint of milk a stick of butter
to keep my weight up,
Who's the knuckleheads?
We're the knuckleheads
If you would be the peanut butter then I would play the jelly
I'll peel apart your bread and then I
hey the method man
Don't eat skippy, jif or peter pan
Peanut butter, 'cause I'm not butter
In fact I snap back like a rubber
Band, I be sam, sam I
Chevy on my head rest how ya feel? I feel good
Chrome exhaust with the leather in the wood
Flip flop candy drop mj's wit da socks 
Dope boy get fresh
I call it antifreeze
Take one sip a drop off to her knees
Mista V.I.P, get like me. Ice piece on white beat', I call it Iced-t
Cush by the seven's
bitch nigga
Re-up with a seven cuz that's all I can get, nigga
Small time hustler, me I'm just a governor
Of my city fuck with me juggle shots through
rock 'n roll
Then you roll 'n rock
And they you rockin' to the beat that just don't want you to stop
Cause I'm the s to the p-double o-n-y
The one mc
Check it out, it's the motherfucking c-o-u
To the p now you're fucking with the real dudes
Who will meet you with a fleet of brothers in the street
is livin' the American way

My supper's on the stove, the war is on the screen
Pass the bread and butter while I watch the Marine
The shot him in
rock 'n roll
Then you roll 'n rock
And they you rockin' to the beat that just don't want you to stop
'Cause I'm the S to the p-double o-n-y
The one
is livin' the American way

My supper's on the stove, the war is on the screen
Pass the bread and butter while I watch the Marine
The shot him in
Prowler
South Park freestyler, not a police dialer
Make more bread than a deli, burn rubber in belly
Nigga might put it in a peanut butter and jelly
[M-1]
You either pimpin' the system, or gettin' pimped by the sytem
Don't want no slice of the pie, we want control of the kitchen
Gotta get this bread
gotta break bread
(And you are?) Red Bone
And I don't come cheap is what I'm sayin
So the only way I'm playin (is what?) Is if you payin like you
and work on the future
Aceyalone ain't not a phoney not by any means
And by any means necessary be supreme
I am the poet to flow with and get lyrical
I write
I'm on the third floor
Balcony, had to hop arff
Smoke 'nough ganja like a Rasta
Phone kill like E. Honda
Bread more tryna make that butter
M10, no