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Method Man - Biscuits Lyrics

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  • Intro:
  • What? what you want?
  • Represent represent represent
  • Yeah, represent, check it out check it out
  • Yo mama dont wear no drawers!
  • I saw her when she took them off!
  • Standin on the welfare line, eatin swine
  • Tryin to look fine, with her stank behind
  • You can ask the ***** and shell tell ya fast
  • Meth-tical got style with his nasty ass
  • Verse one:
  • Are you ready, to face the consenquences and suffer?
  • I even tell ya momma you aint shit, mother*****er
  • Bring it, and let that killer bee kid sting it
  • And rep-resent, its like heads up a brick, when Im swing it
  • Get lost, I break you off something
  • Im pumpin, like a reebok, with a pump, from the jump and
  • You was nothin
  • Bet ya thought ya *****in clan had ya *****in back but they was frontin
  • Smokin dirt blunts and *****in nasty stunts and
  • Ya take the ***** gun without the bullet, what ya bustin
  • Get ya ship sunken, *****in with a drunken
  • Master disaster at enemy rap functions
  • Interlude:
  • Huh, just an echo
  • Yoo-hoo ripin-ripin in the valley
  • Yoo-hoo ripin-ripin so to bring back
  • Sweet memories of you
  • And you can even ask your crew
  • Betcha bottom dollar that they tell ya fast
  • Meth-tical got style with his nasty ass
  • Verse two:
  • Who said the wu-tang clan? was it you or your man?
  • You wanna point the finger, Ill bring ya
  • 36 chambers, be out, youze in danger
  • Let me pull ya brain outcha ass with a hanger
  • Didnt momma not tell ya not to talk to a stranger
  • Now ya got ya neck, in the noose, of the strangler
  • Just recline, keep the meth in mind
  • Ill even test the knuckle check on the hands of time
  • What? and Ill be more than glad to bust that ass
  • All up and down the block, the street, the isle
  • Whatever, smokin on a spike lee joint
  • Hey Im mo better, Im hopin niggaz get the point
  • Cause they coul never, stop the veteran, word to god
  • When Im severin the head of a mental vegetarian
  • The method, at the weekend, with a whole lot of credit
  • The cuties I desire, I be the first to set it
  • Off, flame on like the human torch
  • Fantastic four for all the fans in the store
  • You can eat it all and itll tell ya fast
  • Meth-tical got style for ya nasty ass
  • Outro:
  • 94 baby, word up, recognize, recognize
  • Wu-tang killer bee
  • The rza and the method mza
  • Raider ruckus, where you at?

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