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And she's getting on top
And she ride it non-stop
Hear the clip and the clop
Man I drip and I drop
And you flip and you flip
You can crip, you can clot
But

(Trash pop South)
This must be the realist s**t i ever wrote
She used to play me put my focus on making songs
Now I'm with the team we kill shows
Now

You a bit older no problem
You can be Tsunade sama
Yeah girl drop it like they want it
You know how to flaunt it
Make a man go solid
Treat em' like

the song played
Oh for God's sake, I'm out my mind more than Kanye
I think it's bout time ya'll see it
Get more pissed each time I drop
It don't matter how

Im back with OTG got my niggas wit me
Running through bands it's a shopping spree
Follow on the gram but don't talk to me
Popular man when i'm

1, 2, 1, 2

Method Man

Blackout! [Clean]

1999

through you know the outcome
Critical
Condition in your physical for injurin
The officer and gentleman who stack by the benjamen

Off a beat like this

many niggas kountingk up them lil dudes dying out
We gone pop his top just like a cork nigga
We chunk them three letters
Like how BD's drop them forks

tears you were cryin
Man you coulda fixed a drought
Now you gettin real pressed
When you see me pop out
And why do I need clout
When I'm floatin

half
Then stick the sharp end of it's branch into your narcissism
Hear me out in silence
Man civilized but as time goes by
What shall not gree die may

Picture niggas rollin', flyin', foreign floatin' out of space (ayy)
Or bitches on Instagram with no filter face (face)
Picture if judges ain't judge us by

survival of the fittest
Thirty milligrams, niggas rather take the fent'
Niggas got it out the mud, it's codeine when you piss
Drop a brick in the toilet,

[Redman]
Man he must of bumped his motherfucking head or something
Yo
Yo M.C.'s out there, you betta stand clear
It's Funk Doc M.E.TH on da world

The ?

Method Man

Blackout!

1999

"The ?"
(feat. Redman)

[Redman]
Man he must of bumped his motherfucking head or something
Yo
Yo M.C.'s out there, you betta stand clear
It's

Wake Up

Brand Nubian

One for All

1990

brother to be paid that's not my trade
It's just the plan that is designed by the colored man
Now our babies are born to think this is the way of us (Way

Tubman, crazy how them niggas bathed in blood what a tub man, Wonder if they love me wit out this bling, when ya brother get uneasy wit feds, he'll sing, I

thousand straight like that 
Yeah 
I might plan a trip and take a flight out to my favorite tropic island 
Straight like that 
Yeah 
I might drop a bag

Star Black Moon J Lack
And my man MF Doom
This goes out to Hip Hop
Daddy Kane Daddy Kane Daddy Kane Daddy Kane yo

This goes out to DJ's B-boys

caught up in a polo bubble goo
See my hoes man
They wouldn’t even fuck with you
You act out
Have a shooter see what’s up with you
See I’m down to die for

praise to the universe

Life is squeezing by but you laying on the couch
Time is flying by all them wrinkles unannounced
Sometimes I drive sometimes Im out

a beauty, my life's a movie
I swear I'm only on take two
All my kids turned out great and I know your son gon' be great too (great too)
Brick by brick,

Sample the Funk

Too Short

Cocktails

1995

like a ho and start pimpin
When will you other brothers realise?
Can't fuck with my crew better feel your eyes
'Cause you must be blind if you can't

it in the park
You must've forgot, you must be mixing the Xans
Tired ass niggas, you ain't Michelin man
DJ Shank, got the disc in my hand
I got my

I'm playin with it not
By the time this drop
It's too late for you niggas
You lost
I say your mans ain't a boss
All my niggas above
Ya we came when

'coz I blaze Johnny Dangerous
Down for entertainment, man, fuck being famous
Since my name is Dick, man, you must be the anus

(hum) Or some balls