Off The Wu-headbanger Lyrics - Method Man

[Method Man] 

The mad stola, the mad stola 

(Who? Russel who?) 

Ha ha, nah let me stop 

Word up this is a Def Jam production 

Featuring, Johnny Blaze word up 

Another madman joint, dirtman on the track 

Watch how I flip the script, flip the script 

Check the steez (believe that) 

Check it out now, check it check it out 

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I get drunk off of cheap wine and hold frontline 

Niggas wanna front, fine 

Fuck with me and mine 

Rain on your sunshine 

Swine niggas comin hard as a pork rind 

Can you dig it, only five percent live it 

While the rest of you fake niggas try to get it 

Who the Stallion, half of y'all need to quit it 

Frontin hard and be soft as a cotton knit 

No balls at all, if you do son then get with it 

I'm razor sharp and my jaw bone I might spit it 

I'm dealin with it on an everyday basis 

Growin weary, gettin cold as I stack glaciers 

In the zone it's Tical want to get stoned 

Throw your hands in the air and puff a Meth bone 

Did you ever get the feeling for that phat shit 

Somethin different from that R&B and rap shit 

Well here it come from the gums of the one, I amaze 

I fire in the sky, peep me now, Johnny Blaze 

Check it, my mind's on the rhyme, ain't a damn thing funny 

Get money, blaze with resent, kill the fraudulent 

Fucker givin me the grill 

Nowadays everybody tryin to keep it real 

4th Disciple hit me with that 30/30 rifle 

Beats from the streets mega-trifle 

Rap gymnastics, flippin from the cradle to the casket 

Take another pull, fantastic 

It's the Method not the Plastic Man 

Comin down like hourglass sands, check the tactic 

Flow P.L.O., P.L.O. now you know 

The ultimate and rhyme legittin 

Peep the counterfeittin or get snake bitten 

Doped up with deadly venom, Johnny Blaze get up in em 

Lay em out like Lee did em, can you dig it 

Can a brother eat, can I live it 

Gets no deeper, whoever slippin get the sleeper 

Whole faces of death, bodies cold 

On some Evil Dead part 2, swallow your soul 

Yeah, and it don't stop 

The body body body body rock, yeah 

Hip hop, who sat out in the dark 

We used to do it out in the park 

Hill Avenue, ain't a damn thing new 

Stay true to my Clan, I'm a family man 

Loyalty brought me royalty 

To the Gods I give my heart and soul totally 

It's so hard can't be broken, that's my life 

I'ma die if I think twice, I'm not jokin 

To the essence if I'm half steppin 

Politician use the system, a lethal weapon 

When we slip up, lethal injection 

Ha, everyday life's a lesson 

I take my spot in the lower class section 

Johnny Blaze, 9-5 to the 9-6 

Word up, keep it movin 

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