America's Most (Explicit)-Method Man/Redman
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TXT America's Most (Explicit)-Method Man/Redman 文本歌词
America's Most (Explicit) - Method Man/Redman
Lyrics by：Clifford Smith/Reggie Noble/Richard Grant/Raymond Grant
Composed by：Clifford Smith/Reggie Noble/Richard Grant/Raymond Grant
Yo welcome
This is MC sharper image
I'm standing here with my dog technology
And we are here to uplift you mind
And upgrade your systems
So come on down everyone that wants to get some
Plug in and boot and boot
Yo yo I couldn't give a rat's a*s
I've come to eat grub and slap a*s
And show my whole entire black a*s
Why'all know the saying he who laughs last laughs loudest
Bang the loudest can't a coward do a thing 'bout it
What the bu ba claat like aye caramba
Here's my name and number let's La Rumba
Doc it makes me wonder how many heads has heather hunter's
How many different conclusions to come to
And my sixteen bars meth hittin' too hard
With a total disregard for whole entourage
Rap phenom slap your a*s
Snap your thong to my theme song
And hope you don't get clap upon
Who that kid as dirty as that Ol' Dirty Bastard
Who that kid who pack a tool belt
And dirty belt and dirty ratchet
Set your tape recorder lock down your daughter
Soon as a touch the rap game out of order
Do I get brollic
Gimme that car ill show you how to flip mileage
Gimme that mic ill short it with a quick wattage
Skip college for the big wallet
The ape with a fire escape
From the weight of a hit product
My draft is cold like miller beer
When you hear it you see
More stars than tigger's cheer
The red n***a here and it's out of control
Something like when Ron Gold' went out with Nicole
I'll bring it back to the streets where the crooks belong
And if it ain't come back raw you cooked it wrong
Gangsta bomb hold your nose
At the show ill be shittin'
Out my mouth like my colon closed
Me and meth 100 proof in case why'all a biter
And ovaries feel these great ball of fire
Doc where the lighter I'm hemming them up
Coffee grind them and put them in a vanilla dutch
Believe that the brothers in the house now be that
Believe that let's turn the mother out now be that
Beback that what it all about now be that
We not playin' knowwhatinsayn' sonsayin
Believe that the brothers in the house now be that
Believe that let's turn the mother out now be that
Beback that what it all about now be that
F**k with the methknowwhatinsayn' sonsayin
I'm looking at you killers
Like you stole something f**k ya life
Trust my niggaz sometimes for I trust my wife
F**k it I'm nice why'all don't be rushing the mic
With your guns in your left hand
Not bustin' it right
Ain't no I in the team
Ain't no eyen' my cream
I'm a semi auto clean
Rapid fire machine
Cocky six foot three with knock knees
Attract hood rats for blocks 'cause I got cheese
Yo dude I carry cheese but I don't flaunt it
When the towel it thrown it you know
There's grown men that spoke on it
We both want it the Trackmasters
Puncturing holes in the beat when a vocal tone poke on it
Barbaric my caddie truck beyond average
With the same size wheels that on a horse carriage
Up in the air spot my dudes
Rollin' over s**t like B Rhymes on mountain dew
Believe that the brothers in the house now be that
Believe that let's turn the mother out now be that
Beback that what it all about now be that
We not playin' knowwhatinsayn' sonsayin
Believe that the brothers in the house now be that
Believe that let's turn the mother out now be that
Beback that what it all about now be that
F**k with the methknowwhatinsayn' sonsayin
Believe that the brothers in the house now be that
Believe that let's turn the mother out now be that
Beback that what it all about now be that
We not playin' knowwhatinsayn' sonsayin
Believe that the brothers in the house now be that
Believe that let's turn the mother out now be that
Beback that what it all about now be that
F**k with the methknowwhatinsayn' sonsayin