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Method Man

Clifford Smith (born April 1, 1971), better known by his stage name Method Man, is an American Grammy Award winning hip hop artist, record producer, actor and member of the hip hop collective Wu-Tang Clan. He took his stage name from the 1979 film The Fearless Young Boxer, also known as Method Man. He is one half of the rap duo Method Man & Redman. He won a Grammy Award for Best Rap Performance by a Duo or Group for "I'll Be There for You/You're All I Need to Get By" with Mary J. Blige. In 2007, the writers of About.com placed him on their list of the Top 50 MCs of Our Time (1987–2007). In 2012, The Source placed him on their list of the Top 50 Lyricists of All Time. He is also the only MC to be featured on Notorious B.I.G.'s debut album Ready to Die. more »

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1998

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[Featuring Street Life] 
[Method Man] 
Suspect chin niggas  no win niggas 
send niggas back to go  try again niggas 
all hail me  the good the bag the ugily 
the money's around your way  lovely 
where for art thou Meth tical god child 
I pack a smile like crocidile profile 
can't hold it down? oh the shit gon' hit the fan now 
spin around let your whole crown man down  man down 
[Street Life] 
I live by the street code never old 
never love a hoe, never flash the dough 
cause you never know who friend or foe 
got block control solid gold thought 
before the blow lets stroll through the ghetto 
habitat with no parole 
never snitch switch which 
keep a fresh pair of kicks 
split the tongue snatch the weed 
in case the cops want to strip search 
think first prepare for the worst 
when you do dirt 
remember there's a million other niggas with the same thirst 
[Method Man] 
No doubt dummy out 
bets pull the money out 
niggas walk a funny route 
this is what its all about? 
young guns and dumb-dums 
slum bums and sons 
askin' niggas where they come from 
get him for his one, um 
sunshine, its crunch time 
stranded on the front line 
ducking from the one-time 
niggas on the run, where the cameras can't come, ha 
make this one the anthem 
ring around the rosie 
pocket full of Grants, uh 
[Street Life] 
Just because you wild in the club you ain't thug 
sport gloves and gold mugs you ain't thug 
tattoos and hard screws don't make you thug 
sucker for love catch a slug, nigga 
[Method Man] 
Suspect chin niggas, no win niggas 
send niggas back to go, try again niggas 
shotgun slammin' in your chestpeice, blaow 
shotgun slammin' in your chestpeice, blaow 
[Street Life] 
Carry your eyes and avoid spots 
cellblocks rap blow you for your slide(?) 
time what you got's mine 
we can take it to the yellow lines and we can pull nine 
whether the rhyme or the crime Ima still shine 
heavy on the street talk cut your life support short 
never had no love for you so there is no love lost 
strictly enforced by the street stories get double crossed 
hands off I run with the torch 
[Method Man] 
They got me fed up from the head up 
put up or shut up 
on stage in them shiny get-up 
these niggas is funny 
energizer bunny actors 
they hustle backwards 
son I think they gay rappers 
say word, drop some stature 
dog splash ya, party crash ya 
the spell casta 
heard the same before and after its over 
flood get your brain end the game, done its over 
end of the line out of time bitch its over 
on the wrong street with no heat he was sober 
we soldiers somebody should've told ya 
[Street Life] 
Million dollar ice on your wrist don't make you thug 
cause a bitch is sucking your dick on your skit you ain't thug 
bandanas and bad grammer don't make you thug 
sucker for love catching slugs nigga 
[Method Man] 
Suspect chin niggas, no win niggas 
send niggas back to go, try again niggas 
shotgun slammin' in your chestpeice, blaow 
shotgun slammin' in your chestpeice, blaow 
Suspect chin niggas, no win niggas 
send niggas back to go, try again niggas 
shotgun slammin' in your chestpeice, blaow 
shotgun slammin' in your chestpeice, blaow 
[Street Life] 
With the W burning through your flesh 
verbally possesed never second guess 
blow minds like David Koresh 
f*ck a vest you need a gun to protect your assets 
deep in the aztecs break out before the sun set 
street wars gimme yours crime is what I live for 
got rhymes galore next time its at the wu store 
if you sleep late, next date is at the cest gate 
all you sober mcs, I leave y'all niggas half-baked 
[Method Man] 
Microphone is in a choke hold 
losin' control bringing drama by the boatload 
it takes drama 
in the pillage now of cappadonna 
my split persona hit their village and their baby mama 
y'all niggas playing with this money while we stay hungry 
and kept it pudgy it won't make me have to crash, dummy 
before its over 
you should keep your chain tucked in 
and should never run your mouth with a suspect chin 
now lay it down 
[Street Life] 
Just because you wild in the clup you ain't thug 
sport gloves and gold mugs you ain't thug 
tattoos and hard screws you ain't thug 
real thugs runnin' with hate and smash love 

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