Method Man - 2 Tears In A Bucket Lyrics
[sheek]Soon As I Cop The Nine, I Pop The NineWhen I Take It Out The Box, I Represent LoxNow When I Flow, You Hit The Rewind ButtonSo I Charge Out More, Want It All At The Door***** Heat, Sheek Walk Around With An OvenWho You Gonna Kill With That Little Foreman Grill?How Its Gon' Look When I Come Through Your Block?Sheek, Funk Doc, Meth On TopPorsche, 300 Horse Fly By, Back Open Pumpin How High (how High)Yeah, Can Y'all See That (see That)***** You Can Call Me What You Want, 'cuz I'll Be Dat (be Dat)Get Off My Dick, I Don't Care About No JewelsLong As The Condo's Paid And The Truck I ChooseI'm Tellin Y'all Niggas, If Its Not Double RI'ma Spell My Name Out On The Side Of Your Car[chorus:]Come And Ruff Ryde With UsIf You Wanna Get High With UsIf You Wanna Get Down With UsCome On NooooowwwwwCome And Ruff Ryde With UsIf You Wanna Get High With UsIf You Wanna Get Down With UsCome On Nooooowwwww[redman]I Got A Twin Cam Exhaust Connected To The JawA Five Speed Clutch On My Paw When I RideI Glow Like The Pegs In Lite-brite3000 Bolts Of Lightening When Fly The Right KiteMe And Meth Be Hennesey, Two Ice CubesWe Can Draw (choose Your Weapons) Or Do I Choose?When I Choose The Grip, One Shot Lose Your HipI Hope Your Shoes Fit For This Move And PickMy Avalanche It Came With, Ten Feet Of SnowI'm Cold Blooded, My Fam Half EskimoMy Flows Move Like EndoTurn Ten Nickels Into Ten Loads, Outta Ten StovesRide The Crash Course, Do The Math On ItSwizz Beats You Can Ride Amtrak On ItBut I'm On It, Grillin With George ForemanYa Peeps Is At The Grammy Awards CorninThe Ice, The Fat Wallet Son, I Won ItIn The Helicopter, Warmin Before MorningDef Jam Nigga, Redman Nigga, Doc***** Ya Momma On My Sweat Band NiggaYou Tough Guys Will Get Smacked In The ClubWith The Gun I Bought From Mack In The ClubIts P-p-p From Bricks To Brook-nam (come On)Bring Me Some More Ass To Whoop On[chorus][method Man]Look What The Cat Dragged InUnderground Dweller From The Cellar Bring TerrorScoop Of High Yellow Cinderella, Meth ForeverNever Rush A Rhyme, Hook Could Never Bust My NineBut If I Have To, I Have To, Its All In The MindI Stay Ahead Of Time While Y'all Fallin BehindTryin To Relight Ya Lime, Its A Crime When I Drop ?? DesignThat Tick It, Tick Boom, Blow Your MindYeah Me, M-e-t, H, The O, The DCan't Be Done Like Tryin To Find A Penny In The SeaNigga Run For Cover Son Go And Get Them GunsY'all Ain't From Here, Don't Try To Come Around And Gettin OnesSwizz Beat The Track In The Head, But I InsteadPull My ?dart Gun? And Bust Sixteen Until Its DeadI'm The Game, All Of My Dogs Be Off The ChainYellin Wu-tang, Wu-tang[chorus]
