Bring The Pain (Remix)-Method Man
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TXT Bring The Pain (Remix)-Method Man 文本歌词
Bring The Pain (Remix) - Method Man
I came to bring the pain
Hardcore from the brain
Let's go inside my astral plane
Find out my mental
Based on instrumental
Record hey
So I can write monumental
Methods I'm not the King
But niggaz is decaf
I stick 'em for the cream
Check it just how deep can sh*t get
Deep as the abyss
And brothers is mad fish accept it
In your cross colour clothes
You've crossed over
Then got totally crossed out
And cris cross
Who da boss
Niggaz get tossed to the side
And I'm the dark side of the force
Of course it's the Method Man
From the Wu Tang Clan
I be hectic and comin'
For the head piece protect it
F**k it two tears in a bucket
Niggaz want the ruckus
Bustin' at me bruh now bust it
Styles I gets buckwild
Method Man on some sh*t
Pullin' niggaz files
I'm sick insane crazy
Drivin' Miss Daisy
Out her f**kin' mind
Now I got mine I'm Swayze
Is it real son
Is it really real son
Let me know it's real son
If it's really real
Something I could feel son
Load it up and kill one
Want it raw deal son
If it's really real
And when I was a little stereo
(Stereo)
I listened to some champion
(Champion)
I always wondered
(Wondered)
Will now I be the numba one
(Tical)
Now you listen to de Gargon
(Gargon)
And de Gargon summary
And any man dat come test me
(Test me)
Me gonna lick out dem brains
(It's like that)
Brothers want to hang
With the Meth bring the rope
The only way you hang is by the neck
Ni**a poke off the set
Comin' to your projects
Take it as a threat better
Yet it's a promise
Comin' from a vet
On some old Vietnam sh*t
Ni**a you can bet your bottom
Dollar hey I bomb sh*t
And it's gonna get even worse
Word to God
It's the Wu comin'
Through sickin' niggaz
For they garments
Movin' on your left
South paw 'em it's the Meth
Came to represent
And carve my name in your chest
You can come test
Realize you're no contest
Son I'm the gun
That won that old wild west
Quick on the draw
With my hands on the four
Nine three eleven
With the rugged rhymes galore
Check it 'cause I think not
When this hip hops like proper
Rhymes be the proof
While I'm drinkin' ninety proof
Huh vodka no OJ no straw
When you give it to me aiy
Give it to me raw
I've learned
When you drink absolute straight it burns
Enough to give my chest hairs a perm
I don't need a chemical blow to pull a hoe
All I need is chemical bank to pay da mo'
What basically that
Meth Tical ninety four style
Word up we be hazardous car crashing
Is it real son
Is it really real son
Let me know it's real son
If it's really real
Something I could feel son
Load it up and kill one
Want it raw deal son
If it's really real
I'll f**kin'
I'll f**kin' cut your kneecaps
And make you kneel
In some staircase piss
I'll f**kin' cut your eyelids off
And feed you nuthin'
But sleepin' pills
Is it real son
Is it really real son
Let me know it's real son
If it's really real
Something I could feel son
Load it up and kill one
Want it raw deal son
If it's really real
So f**k the hoe
F**k the hoe
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