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THE LYRIC OF METHOD MAN , WU TANG CLAN'S SONG

 

 

The lyric of Method Man, Wu Tang Clan's song

Intro Part One: Method Man (album version)

Yeahhhtorture motherfucker what?
[Torture nigga what?]
What?
I ll fuckin
I ll fuckin tie you to a fuckin bedpost
with your ass cheeks spread out and shit
Right?
Put a hanger on a fuckin stove and let that shit sit there
for like a half hour
Take it off and stick it in your ass slow like
Tssssssss

[YeahI ll fuckin
Yeah I ll fuckin lay your nuts on a fuckin dresser
Just your nuts layin on a fuckin dresser
And bang them shits with a spiked fuckin bat]
Ooooohhhh
[Whassup? BLAOWWW!!]

I ll fuckin
I ll fuckin pull your fuckin tongue out your fuckin mouth
and stab the shit with a rusty screwdriverBLAOWW!!
[I ll fuckin]

[I ll fuckin
I ll fuckin hang you by your fuckin dick
off a fuckin twelve sto-story building out this motherfucker]

I ll fuckin
I ll fuckin
sew your asshole closedand keep feedin you
and feedin youand feedin youand feedin you

Intro Part Two: Genius (all versions)

[Yoroll the diceyo roll the dice
Yoso it s going down like thathuh? Yeah?
Niggaz is whylincheck it out kid]

From the slums of ShaolinWu-Tang Clan strikes again
The RZAthe GZAOl Dirty BastardInspectah DeckRaekwon the Chef
U-GodGhost Face Killer and the Method Man

M-E-TH-O-DMAN
M-E-TH-O-DMAN
M-E-TH-O-DMAN
M-E-TH-O-DMAN

Verse One:

Heyyouget off my cloud
You don t know me and you don t know my style
Who be gettin flam when they come to a jam?
Here I am here I amthe Method Man
Patty cake patty cake hey the method man
Don t eat SkippyJif or Peter Pan
Peanut buttercuz I m not butter
In fact I snap back like a rubber
bandI be Sam Sam I am
And I dont eat green eggs and ham
Style will hit yawham!then goddamn
You be like oh shit that s the jam
Turn it up now hear me get buckwu-wu-wild
I m about to blow light me up
Upside downside inside and outside
Hittin you from every angle there s no doubt
I amthe one and only Method Man
The master of the plan wrappin shit like Saran
Wrapwith some of this and some of that
Hold up (what?) I tawt I tat I putty tat
Over therebut I think he best to beware
Of the diggy dog shit right here
Yippy yippy yay yippy yah yippy yo
Like Deck said this aint your average flow
Comin like rah ooh ah achie kah
Tell me how ya like it so far baby paw
The poetry s in motion coast to coast and
Rub it on your skin like lotion
What s the commotionoh my lord
Another corn chopped by the Wu-Tang sword
Hey hey hey like Fat Albert
It s the Method Man ain t no if ands about it
It s the Method

Break:

All righty all get ya White Owlsget ya methget ya skins
Don t forget your fourty
And we gonna do it like this

I gotfat bags of skunk
I gotWhite Owl blunts
And I m about to go get lifted
Yes I m about to go get lifted

I gotmyself a fourty
I gotmyself a shorty
And I m about to go and stick it
Yes I m about to go and stick it

Verse Two:

Uhh
H-U-F-F huff and I puff
Blow like snow when the cold wind s blowin
ZoomI hit the mic like boom
Wrote a song about it like to hear it here it goes
Question what exactly is a panty raider
Ill behaviour savior or major flavor
All of the above oh yeah plus I do so
Also flam I m the man call me super
Not an average Joe with an average flow
Doing average things with average hoes
Yo I m super I ll make a bitch squirm
For mySu-per Sperm (check it)
Check it I give it to ya raw butt naked
I smell sess pass the Method
Let s get lifted as I kick ballistics
Missles and shoot game like a pistol
Clip is loaded when I click bang dang
A Wu-Tang slug hits your brain
J-U-M-P jump and I thump
Make girls rumps like pump and Humpty Hump
Wowthe Shaolin style is all in me
Childthe whole damn isle is callin me
P-A-N-T-Y-R-A-I-D-E-R mad raw I don t cry
Meaning no one can burn or toss and turn me
Ooh I be the super sperm
Chim chimmeny chim chim cherie
Freak a flow and flow fancy free
Now how many licks does it take
For me to hit the Tootsie Roll center of a break
Peep and don t sleep the crews mad deep Wu-Tang
Fadin motherfuckers like bleach
So to each and every crew
You re clear like glass I can see right through
You re whole damn posse be catchin em all cause you vic d
and ya didnt have friends to begin with
I m

M-E-TH-O-DMAN
M-E-TH-O-DMAN
M-E-TH-O-DMAN
M-E-TH-O-DMAN

Here I amhere I amthe Method Man

Outro: RZA

Straight from the slums of Shaolin
Wu-Tang Killa B z on a swarm
[Your soul have just been taken through the 36 chambers of deathkid]

*coughing*
[Word to motherMethod Man signing offpeace]


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