Method Man - Never Hold Back Lyrics
[Intro: Method Man [Dooney Boy] {Pinky Phat Phat}]Cool, okay, I'mma let ya'll take it on your own right nowWhy don't you do me a favor [What?] {What?}Tell me a joke [why did the chicken cross the road?]{To get five dollars from her baby daddy!}Eheheheh [hahahahahah] you got that? {eheheh}We gon' roll with that right there, aight then[beat drops]Gilla House, mutha*****a, Gilla HouseGilla House, mutha*****a, Gilla House!Yeah, another Def Jam, where we don't make starsWe just sign 'em, uh-huh, that's what's up, Big Sox[Method Man]I'm on the grind... [can't wait to shine]***** that, I pull your blinds, catch you f'ing with mines, no go 'headI got no time [hate to be wastin' time], mutha*****a know the nameAnd know that I ain't feelin' ya'll lames, like novacaineAin't no way you can [stop the train] or the conductorOf the track, mutha*****a, that's E3, my love for the game[it's just not the same]Unless it's Gilla House, and Wu-Tang Clan, in the house, cop them thangsLive together and [pop the chain], know your lane***** cocaine, stick up, bout to blow your brains off the mapThe [Flame is back], it's the amazingJ. Blazin' grapes of wrath turn to raisinWhat part of the [game is that], we not playin'Ya'll try'nna raise the price at the door, we not payin'So watcha [watcha want?] You kids are slumAnd son got knuckles in his Air Force One's, come on[Chorus: Saukrates [E3]]Niggaz never seen it this raw [but nothing's gonna hold me back]Keep the heat up by the big dog [but I don't wanna hold you back]Nigga gotta get this dough [I just wanna live my life]Nigga gotta get this dough [Live your life][Method Man]Yo, yo, on the air [thought you dead?] But I returnedTo give you what you waited four years, now to burnHold your head [and know your ledge] your life flash byHey, kid, walk straight, master your highMethod Man [Method Man, Man] Whoa, like Black Rob, goCatch me in the West Wing, I might "Rob Lowe"Yes, I can [yes, I can can] tap your jawAnd tell whatever chick that I'm with, slap your broadThis is it, [I'm stuck with ya'll] and ya'll stuck with meIn the lap of luxury, where the hell's cut for freeAnd the kid [can't ***** with ya'll] Til I got a treeOn some new property, at my new pot to pee, have mercy[Mercy me] Things ain't what they used toSoon as you get your shot on the top, somebody shoot yaThese rhymes [ain't nursery] Life's a *****Then you go to court, and she take half your shit, come on![Chorus: Saukrates [E3]] [2x]Niggaz never seen it this raw [but nothing's gonna hold me back]Keep the heat up by the big dog [but I don't wanna hold you back]Nigga gotta get this dough [I just wanna live my life]Nigga gotta get this dough [Live your life][Outro: Method Man]My, life, your life, yeah, Mr. Meth, Big John Studd, yoYa'll know how I do it, screw it, all day, everydayYou know what I'm sayin'? Stinkin', drinkin' and fightin' crimeStaten Island, stand up, we in the mutha*****in' houseCome on!
