Next Up Lyrics - Method Man

I traveled so far 

Im chewin niggas lyrics for a Mars bar 

New era, bust em like reign terror 

So highly Mecca Nas a nigga died and measured 

The inevitable, beyond the ever so, this deadly technical 

Scribes get revised in the time before celestial 

No being or lyric ever hit precise, double sight 

Take light, through the crypts at night 

Spark pathetic brains and meteorite 

Seven heaven verses the seven wonder, lyrics of thunder 

As lightning strikes snakes out from under 

Cloudy men drips, sinks Niles of fine mist 

Worries startin to give, land for the tales out the crypt 

Of the dark, dead senses, gods of heavenly business 

Count Dracula told me how to find the eclipse 

I leave your lip stitched 

Cause you couldnt mind your business 

But when it came to this rap, 

You shouldve vacated the premises 

Make way for a chilla, guerilla, down low killa 

Get loopbtin civil, next up 

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Yo I believe thats me 

Aiyyo P get on the mic for the NYC 

P attack you from the metronome 

Catch you in your groove home alone 

Blowin wit the chrome, nigga 

Im blowin to the bone 

My title be known, cannibal, dynamical maestro 

Sparked and fully hydroed my team of psychos 

Sell it higher than the Eifel Towers 

Seconds minutes led the hour, wein the power 

Spittin bibles, the sunshower, the wise out on the scene 

They think we forget the dream 

My aura sheens like morphine in your veins 

Pastors saying can you and your crew, oooh stand the rain 

Many men possess the gin in the jungle of sin 

Deeper than, Sunn chosen others frozen 

From the explosion, my opposition 

Protect my team of demolitions, full competition 

Keep em drinkin Benjin 

Like some chicken heads on the ground 

Bite the trey pound for foes that wanna get down 

Me and my clique sharpen the sound 

Infiltrate the town town town 

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Yo I believe thats me 

Aiyyo Razah get on the mic for the NYC 

If I could chew glass to this, true master shit check it 

Hell Razah raise from the dead black Lazaris 

Hittin ass to this on King Sols mattresses 

Bust your gat to this, make sure you hold it accurate 

John the Baptist this dip you wit the fish 

Aladdin out the genie lamp grant you on your wish 

Trapped in the studio booth and told the truth 

You better try a video shoot or get the boot 

From BK to Beirut we shuttin down groups 

Gatherin the loot while you mackin in a chicken coop 

Duck duck goose tie him in a noose 

Whats the use of havin your troops if you dont put them to use? 

Yall rappers couldnt blow if a windy storm produce 

And sung a kiddie song and wore a Power Ranger suit 

Salute the first fruit, King David birth root 

Play the earths flute just before I execute 

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Yo I believe thats me 

Aiyyo Meth lock it down like LAPD 

While you proceed to cut the mustard, I cut the cheese 

Mr. Freeze givin cold shoulders to mcs 

The sickest of disease 

Johnny Blaze at three hundred and sixty degrees 

My PLO stees is from here to overseas 

Guerillas in the mist swingin from the highest trees 

Bombin enemies 

See me in the global war being all that I can be 

Camoflauge fatigue, hard headed major league 

Got em under seige your battleship in sinkin 

20, 000 leagues beneath sea level 

Adjust the trebel on that thang thang got your shovel 

Can you dig it? Keep talkin bout it while we live it 

All day, every days a Billie Holiday 

Lady sings the blues get the street news by the way 

Have you heard crime pay? 

Hit your block like that lava that burnt Pompei, mega hot 

In the melting pot, felt the shot around the world 

We unstoppable like Juggernaut baby girl 

Armed and dangerous treat militia, Ill make you famous 

Camoradiated verbal going through changes