Method Man, Notorius B. I. G. - The What(1999)

[00:11.96] I used to get feels on a bitch
[00:13.60] Now I throw shields on the dick
[00:15.79] To stop me from that HIV shit
[00:17.86] And niggas know they soft like a Twinkie filling
[00:20.48] Playin the villian
[00:21.77] Prepare for this rap killin'
[00:23.52] Biggie Smalls is the illest
[00:24.82] Your style is played out, like Arnold wondered
[00:27.57] "What you talkin bout Willis?"
[00:29.06] The thrill is gone, the black Frank White
[00:31.34] Is here to excite and
[00:32.46] Throw dick to dykes
[00:33.91] Bitches I like em brainless
[00:35.86] Guns I like em stainless steel
[00:37.38] I want the fuckin Fortune like the Wheel
[00:39.36] I squeeze gats till my clips is empty
[00:41.95] Don't tempt me (T-H-O-D Man)
[00:44.23] You don't want to fuck with Biggie
[00:47.24] Here I am, I'll be damned if this ain't some shit
[00:48.00] Come to spread the butter lyrics over hominy grit
[00:49.98] It's the low killer death trap, yes I'm a jet black ninja
[00:52.84] Comin where you rest at, surrender
[00:55.59] Step inside the ring, youse the number one contender
[00:58.33] Lookin cold booty like your pussy in December
[01:01.08] Nigga stop bitchin, button up ya lip and
[01:03.41] From Method all you gettin is a can of ass-whippin
[01:06.77] Hey, I'll be kickin, you son, you doin all the yappin
[01:10.25] Actin as if it can't happen
[01:12.26] You front and got me mad enough to touch somethin
[01:15.02] Yo I'm from Shaolin, Island, and ain't afraid to bust somethin
[01:17.95] So what cha want nigga, ya punk nigga
[01:21.53] I got a six-shooter and a horse named Trigger
[01:23.42] It's real, ninety-four, rugged raw
[01:25.54] Kickin down your god damn door (and it goes a lil somethin like this)
[01:29.30] Fuck the world, don't ask me for shit
[01:32.40] And everything you get ya gotta work hard fot it
[01:36.01] Honies shake your hips, ya don't stop
[01:38.12] And niggaz pack the clips, keep on
[01:39.93] Two, comin with that Olde E brew
[01:43.09] Meth-tical, puttin niggaz back in I.C.U.
[01:46.38] I'm lifted troop, you can bring yours wack ass crew
[01:49.67] I got connections, I'll get that ass stuck like glue, huh
[01:52.05] No question, I be comin down and shit
[01:54.60] Yo I gets rugged as a motherfuckin carpet get
[01:56.93] And niggaz love it, not in the physical form but in the mental
[02:01.04] I spark and they cells get warm
[02:04.16] I'm not a gentle, man, I'm a Method, Man!
[02:07.09] Baby accept it, utmost respect it
[02:08.18] (Assume the position) Stop look and listen
[02:10.80] I spit on your grave then I grab my Charles Dickens
[02:13.99] Welcome to my center
[02:15.56] Honies feel it deep in they placenta
[02:17.14] Cold as the pole in the winter
[02:18.69] Far from the inventor, but I got this rap shit sewed
[02:22.39] And when my Mac unloads
[02:24.03] I'm guaranteed another video
[02:26.10] Ready to die, why I act that way?
[02:28.06] Pop Duke left Mom Duke
[02:30.29] The faggot took the back way
[02:31.47] So instead of makin hoes suck my dick up
[02:33.99] I used to do stick-up
[02:35.45] Cause hoes is irritatin like the hic-CUPS
[02:37.60] Excuse me, flows just grow through me
[02:40.01] Like trees to branches
[02:41.29] Cliffs to avalanches
[02:42.31] It's the praying mantis
[02:43.72] Deep like the mind of Farrakhan
[02:46.10] A motherfuckin rap phenomenon, plus
[02:47.93] (I got more glocks and techs than you)
[02:50.65] I make it hot (Nigga won't even stand next to you)
[02:53.10] Nigga touch me you better bust me
[02:55.52] Tree times in the head
[02:57.02] Or motherfucker's dead, ya thought so
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