How High (remix) Lyrics - Method Man

Your latest record? You stole it from somebody else 

Takin' it from the top, top, tippy 

Sing it daddy (Sing it daddy) 

Heeey-Yeah 

Everywhere I go, all I ever seem to hear is 

BANG BANG!! BANG BANG!! 

No matter where I go, all I ever seem to see is 

BANG BANG!! BANG BANG!! 

Everywhere I go, all I ever seem to hear is 

BANG BANG!! BANG BANG!! 

No matter where I go, all I ever seem to see is 

BANG BANG!! BANG BANG!! 

I gets down, rip sound 

With this Nick style 

Pistol, lick ground 

Get off my dick now 

Get crowded, hostile 

You get star style, timid, scared to get in it 

These dogs is raw crowd, unchained, untamed 

You know my name 

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Act strange, pack play 

It's not a game 

The ill flows, that kills shows 

You can feel yo 

Kickin' in you do', like a steel toe 

For real do 

Y'all gonna learn to spit germs 

When you gon show out Big Worm 

Get burned, punks don't get turned 

They get done, and get sun, come get somtin' 

The last victim lye in a ditch 

Now who wanna fuck with Hot Nick 

Niggas chew gum with they ass and pop shit 

Me and Funk Doc get, toxic 

I pull a right, just some chop shit 

Don't make you Wu, you just imposters 

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Everywhere I go, all I ever seem to hear is 

BANG BANG!! BANG BANG!! 

No matter where I go, all I ever seem to see is 

BANG BANG!! BANG BANG!! 

Everywhere I go, all I ever seem to hear is 

BANG BANG!! BANG BANG!! 

No matter where I go, all I ever seem to see is 

BANG BANG!! BANG BANG!! 

You try to O.K Corral 

With Doc and Meth Tical 

Barsaloon fight without weapons out 

Strechmarks like belly on Kevin Lous 

One yard to score, only second down 

Hoes play wifey, wanna settle down 

Try'n to lock cash, bitch better bounce 

Boyfriend jumpin', Meth shut 'em down 

Pound to echo loud, bout 7 miles 

Doc, dirty Jersey, hunt 'em down 

Uncut rhymes, won't even fit your file 

Baddest man out the bunch, pick 'em out 

Drunk with a gun, miss you hit the crowd 

Snitches, someone kiss to stitch you mouth 

Wilder then winos on a liquor drought 

Mrs. how Mary-Ann, dig 'em out 

Ginger watch with the gun and skip a mouth 

Love the ruckas and love to dish it out, fuckin' dig-i-tal 

Everywhere I go, all I ever seem to hear is 

BANG BANG!! BANG BANG!! 

No matter where I go, all I ever seem to see is 

BANG BANG!! BANG BANG!! 

Everywhere I go, all I ever seem to hear is 

BANG BANG!! BANG BANG!! 

No matter where I go, all I ever seem to see is 

BANG BANG!! BANG BANG!! 

Trust Ice, men of mice, ain't nothing nice 

Fuck your life 

Your tight is to light to fight 

We move right, on right night 

When Niggas bite 

We bust pipe, condo's that suck tight 

We all right, you all hype and ball trite 

In the Source, with half mic, you half lifed 

And half dead, blasted on a flatbed 

I'm past it, eyes red, the hashhead 

Burn somethin', earn somethin' and learn somethin' 

Take my turn frontin' 

Def Jam ain't heard nothin' yet 

Suspect, ruffnecks 

Book 'em Dan-o, you get busted 

Never leave home without my musket 

Thrust this, out for justice, clown 

You caught on Judgement Day, call Joe Brown 

Two MC's the town they be car bound 

Ashes to ashes, they all fall down 

Master be basket with hazardous tactics 

Send my automatic, full rap metal jacket 

Everywhere I go, all I ever seem to hear is 

BANG BANG!! BANG BANG!! 

No matter where I go, all I ever seem to see is 

BANG BANG!! BANG BANG!! 

Everywhere I go, all I ever seem to hear is 

BANG BANG!! BANG BANG!! 

No matter where I go, all I ever seem to see is 

BANG BANG!! BANG BANG!! 

Pow (yes) apocalypse now, the gun pow 

We be goin' down, diggy-diggy down 

Pow (yes) apocalypse now, the gun pow 

We be goin' down, diggy-diggy down 

Pow (yes) apocalypse now, the gun pow 

We be goin' down, diggy-diggy down 

Pow (yes) apocalypse now, the gun pow 

We be goin' down, diggy-diggy down 

Pow (yes) apocalypse now, the gun pow 

We be goin' down, diggy-diggy down