The Notorious B.I.G., Method Man - The What(1994)

[00:10.81] I used to get feels on a bitch
[00:13.25] Now I throw shields on the dick
[00:15.28] To stop me from that HIV shit
[00:17.33] And niggaz know they soft like a Twinkie filling
[00:19.66] Playin the villian
[00:20.65] Prepare for this rap killin
[00:22.59] Biggie Smalls is the illest
[00:24.32] Your style is played out, like Arnold wondered
[00:26.66] "What you talkin bout Willis?"
[00:28.47] The thrill is gone, the black Frank White
[00:30.65] Is here to excite and
[00:31.66] Throw dick to dykes
[00:33.10] Bitches I like em brainless
[00:34.77] Guns I like em stainless steel
[00:36.53] I want the fuckin Fortune like the Wheel
[00:38.80] I squeeze gats till my clips is empty
[00:41.47] Don't tempt me (T-H-O-D
[00:43.15] Man) You don't want to fuck with Biggie
[00:44.52] Here I am, I'll be damned if this ain't some shit
[00:46.30] Come to spread the butter lyrics over hominy grit
[00:49.25] It's the low killer death trap, yes I'm a jet black ninja
[00:52.71] Comin where you rest at, surrender
[00:54.87] Step inside the ring, youse the number one contender
[00:57.71] Lookin cold booty like your pussy in December
[01:00.66] Nigga stop bitchin, button up ya lip and
[01:03.38] From Method all you gettin is a can of ass-whippin
[01:06.09] Hey, I'll be kickin, you son, you doin all the yappin
[01:09.67] Actin as if it can't happen
[01:11.50] You front and got me mad enough to touch somethin
[01:13.93] Yo I'm from Shaolin, Island, and ain't afraid to bust somethin
[01:17.71] So what cha want nigga, ya punk nigga
[01:20.11] I got a six-shooter and a horse named Trigger
[01:22.88] It's real, ninety-four, rugged raw
[01:26.00] Kickin down your god damn door (and it goes a lil somethin like this)
[01:29.15] Fuck the world, don't ask me for shit
[01:31.95] And everything you get ya gotta work hard for it
[01:34.75] Honies shake your hips, ya don't stop
[01:37.25] And niggaz pack the clips, keep on
[01:40.48] Two, comin with that Olde E brew
[01:43.02] Meth-tical, puttin niggaz back in I.C.U.
[01:45.72] I'm lifted troop, you can bring yours wack ass crew
[01:48.53] I got connections, I'll get that ass stuck like glue, huh
[01:51.78] No question, I be comin down and shit
[01:54.13] Yo I gets rugged as a motherfuckin carpet get
[01:56.80] And niggaz love it, not in the physical form but in the mental
[02:00.42] I spark and they cells get warm
[02:02.33] I'm not a gentle, man, I'm a Method, Man!
[02:05.18] Baby accept it, utmost respect it
[02:07.37] (Assume the position) Stop look and listen
[02:10.35] I spit on your grave then I grab my Charles Dickens
[02:13.19] Welcome to my center
[02:14.53] Honies feel it deep in they placenta
[02:16.57] Cold as the pole in the winter
[02:18.56] Far from the inventor, but I got this rap shit sewed
[02:21.75] And when my Mac unloads
[02:23.23] I'm guaranteed another video
[02:25.15] Ready to die, why I act that way?
[02:27.64] Pop Duke left Mom Duke
[02:29.40] The faggot took the back way
[02:31.06] So instead of makin hoes suck my dick up
[02:33.17] I used to do stick-up
[02:34.71] Cause hoes is irritatin like the hic-CUPS
[02:36.98] Excuse me, flows just grow through me
[02:39.05] Like trees to branches
[02:40.51] Cliffs to avalanches
[02:41.93] It's the praying mantis
[02:43.31] Deep like the mind of Farrakhan
[02:45.07] A motherfuckin rap phenomenon, plus
[02:47.59] (I got more glocks and techs than you)
[02:49.69] I make it hot (Niggas won't even stand next to you)
[02:52.49] Nigga touch me you better bust me
[02:54.92] Tree times in the head
[02:55.93] Or motherfucker's dead, ya thought so
[02:58.38] Fuck the world, don't ask me for shit
[03:00.75] And everything you get ya gotta work hard for it
[03:03.65] Honies shake your hips, ya don't stop
[03:05.60] And niggaz pack the clips, keep on
[03:09.69] Fuck the world, don't ask me for shit
[03:11.43] And everything you get ya gotta work hard for it
[03:14.38] Honies shake your hips, ya don't stop
[03:16.75] And niggaz pack the clips, keep on
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