Freestyle Lyrics - Method Man

Microphone coming down when I have to tweak ya 

(Break ya) ass, blow your ass one time, peace ta 

Dj Twiz, I will leave your ass blind 

Cause the ruckus for all you muthafukas 

Don't you know me and Method Man jam like smuckers 

All you fools out there wanna test these theives 

You better come down wit the buddah bless then freeze 

And gimme all your loot and your weed muthafuka 

You just a cheesy ass sleeve of the grass, blow your ass 

Fill the blast from the past when I smoke the hash 

It's that Funk Doctor Spock, got it lock 

Methtical, get on the mic right now 

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My rap guns be blazing, trails, I'm hard as nails 

Society's the cage, got me locked down in hell 

My mental the track from the shadows of rap 

Casualties 'cause my reality is strapped 

Criminology pays, the sun got the rays 

Wit the heat seeking missiles, AKA Johnny Blaze, Ow 

Hurt so good, Ow, take it to the Ow, Methtical 

Bring it to your headpiece, no Ow 

What you wanna do, shit, niggaz be like 

That's the shit, that make you wanna get high 

Now open that high shit, I be choking 

What's that shit that they be smoking, Tical 

Yea, word up, 1996 in your ass, in your ass, Funkmaster Flex 

Funkmaster Flex, complilation freestyle album, freestyle in your ass 

In your ass, in your ass, nigga, anybody out there wanna bring it 

Bring it, bring it on, bring it on 

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We got lyrics for years for all you fuking peers 

Now you think muthafukas grate to you ears 

That's the freestyle, proclaim your name 

Who's that nigga smoking Buddah on the A train 

It's the Funk Doctor Spock, rock the spot, word up 

Coming through, got the glock to your headpiece, what 

Release, what, tension, when I mention 

Niggaz gave no competition to this shit we got here 

The real shit, terror to your ear, feel the fear 

Coming down, now up the atmosphere, what we doing 

Up your spine, move the back, recline 

Say some shit that make you wanna get high 

Word up, how high muthafuka, 1996, peace 

Def Squad and Wu-Tang up in this bitch, yea, 1996 shootout