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Come on, on
right, Nonpoint, Darwin's, Grimm in the house
Lemme hear that
Na'mean? Uh! 'bout to those fuckin' tracks
we go, come on

Once upon a time not ago
When people pajamas and lived life slow
When laws were and justice stood
And people were behavin' they are too good

There a little boy that was misled
By another little boy and this is he said
Check it, me and you kid we make some cash
What! What!
Robbin old folks and a dash

on! Come on!
Their jackets tied, money came with
But one couldn't stop, like he had a disease
He robbed another and another Michael Jackson Wonder
to rob a man who was a D.C. undercover
The kid got wild startin' actin' erratic, he said I got you all in

on!
Yah yah yah yah yah
on!
Yah yah yah yah yah
on!
Yah yah yah yah yah
on!
Yah yah yah yah yah
on!

When I up in the place and yo I step correct
Got you all in
I got that head nod shit that make you your neck
Got you all in
Well you we come through to wreck the disco tech
Got you all in
Throw your up in the air and never disrespect
Got you all in

Yo Grimm, up?
Which muthafucka stole my
Eenie, meenie, minie, moe
Throw them types of right out the window

Blast your ass, hit you with a direct
Blah comin' like G.I. Joe
Star Wars movie like Han So-lo
Make you bounce like this was calyp-so

Always shine 'cause I got the high pro
You think that you can hide, you you can lay low?
Roll up on your ass like 5-0
Back out, pull my dreads in my
Forget that Moet nigga, bash the Cisco!
Yo, a trip down to Mexico

Come back that shit that might make you psycho
Maximum through that stereo
this is it but homeboy, I gots ta go!

Yo, you go? Where you at? Bring it back!
Big props to all my people on the scene who going
Fast than me with my inspiration from youth
Killa bee got lose, don't be
Don't be mad, no, it the truth, say

M E T H O D Man
M E T H O D Man
M E T H O D Man
yourself nigga

Hey you, get off my
Let me get raw with my style
Mover, puffin' on a fat blunt Cuba
It's the Meth-Tical jet to Cal, I'm the

Monk on the for machine gun foes
I keeps you open like a from the shotgun punk
Double barrel, Meth bring it to them proper
Partner, you ain't got no wins in me

Straight up, you movin' too fast so baby up
Took one, seven more now you eight up
Get on with your bad self
Get on down, to the sound, come on!

You will never get this whole commit
See you all up in my
But you don't shit, uh-huh
What's your of a real MC?
For you dedicated, ya it must be me

Meth-Tical, a descendant of the loud hip hop
I was on to the of dawn and just don't stop
Give me the light and the sign one way
At last, you got to say? Come on

Move it in, move it out, stick it in, it out
Shake it up, it down, come on y'all, Meth-Tical
I hope and pray that I but today I am still just a
M E T H O D Man , M E T H O D Man, M E T H O D Man

M E T H O D Man, M E T H O D Man, M E T H O D Man
M E T H O D Man, M E T H O D D Man, M E T H O D Man
M E T H O D Man, M E T H O D Man
Break yourself nigga, get the off

M E T H O D Man
M E T H O D Man
M E T H O D Man
M E T H O D D Man
Man, man, man
M E T H O D, bitch!