Motto Lyrics - Method Man

[Intro: Method Man] 

Yo... aww shhhhhhiiiiiiit! 

[Hook: Method Man] 

My niggaz, how we do it? You know it like a poet, baby doll 

Break through it, you know it like a poet, baby doll 

I spit, chew it, you know it like a poet, baby doll 

Get in the music, you know it like a poet, baby doll 

[Method Man] 

If you don't know, you better, ask somebody who I be 

On land, air, or sea, I don't need No I.D 

Once again, let's get under their skins like I.V.'s 

Or Roman numerals fours (IV's) who BE doin' the score? 

I got a shoe in the door, nothin' new anymore 

Ya'll got love for me? I got love for you and yours 

Tical Part 0, my friend, rappers is fightin' 

Like Tyson, when nothin' else work YALL start bitin' 

My shit, and his shit, I'm hopin' it end 

I live my life like a lotto ticket, hopin' it win 

Purple haze got me chokin' again, open again 

I'm what's crackin', like your mamma smokin' again 

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[Chorus: Method Man] 

If you see a model, then you might see me follow 

Rubbin' her thighs like Aladdin rub the Genie bottle 

Back for another swallow, Method, you know my motto: 

"Ya'll might just win today, but I'll be back tomorrow" 

[Method Man] 

Ya'll tryin' to get me started 

Who on the short yellow bus tryin' to get retarded? 

Kid don't be the artist, formerly known as artist 

Jump off a skyscraper, the roof who hit the hardest 

Where the bastards at and where they habitats? 

I send they asses back to foldin' sweaters at the Gap 

I like Nikes, food spicy, I'm a Pisces 

That's why women love me and any nigga that's like me 

Thoroughbread, I'm with gettin' this dough instead 

Need a ho, like I need another hole in the head 

Lord help me, I'm crackin' the safe, pocket like 'Face 

Mighty Healthy, you know I'm the shit, soon as you smelt me 

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[Chorus] 

[Method Man] 

For what it's worth, the early bird sit at the table and eat first 

My niggaz need work, mami buggin', rippin' my t-shirt 

We can kick it until our feet hurt 

Mothers warn your daughters 'bout this tall drink of water 

Spoiler, waiter give her anything she order on the menu 

Method Man, live at your venue 

Smokin' it, jumpin' off OF SHIT, like he mental 

Kid, I got a murder rap, and my head is simple 

Open up the BULLETS, put the lead in the pencils 

And people sayin' Wu gon' break up, ya'll 

We got y'all numbers, it's time ya'll got your wake up calls, and. 

[Chorus 2X]