Method Man (home Grown Version) Lyrics - Wu-tang Clan

1, 2 Uhh 1, 1 

1, 2 Uhh 1, 1 

M-E-T, H-O-D, MAN 

M-E-T, H-O-D, MAN 

M-E-T, H-O-D, MAN 

M-E-T, H-O-D, MAN 

One: 

Hey, you, get off my cloud 

You don't know me and you don't know my style 

Who be gettin flam when they come to a jam? 

Here I am here I am, the Method Man 

Patty cake patty cake hey the method man 

Don't eat Skippy, Jif or Peter Pan 

Peanut butter, cuz I'm not butter 

In fact I snap back like a rubber 

band, I be Sam, Sam I am 

And I dont eat green eggs and ham 

Style will hit ya, wham!, then goddamn 

You be like oh shit that's the jam 

Turn it up now hear me get buckwu-wu-wild 

I'm about to blow light me up 

Upside downside inside and outside 

Hittin you from every angle there's no doubt 

I am, the one and only Method Man 

The master of the plan wrappin shit like Saran 

Wrap, with some of this and some of that 

Hold up (what?) I tawt I tat I putty tat 

Over there, but I think he best to beware 

Of the diggy dog shit right here 

Yippy yippy yay yippy yah yippy yo 

Like Deck said this aint your average flow 

Comin like rah ooh ah achie kah 

Tell me how ya like it so far baby paw 

The poetry's in motion coast to coast and 

Rub it on your skin like lotion 

What's the commotion, oh my lord 

Another corn chopped by the Wu-Tang sword 

Hey hey hey like Fat Albert 

It's the Method Man ain't no if ands about it 

It's the Method 

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Man 

Uhh, like that baby paw 

Uhh 

I got, fat bags of skunk 

I got, White Owl blunts 

And I'm about to go get lifted 

Yes I'm about to go get lifted 

I got, myself a forty 

I got, myself a shorty 

And I'm about to go and stick it 

Yes I'm about to go and stick it 

Two: 

Photos 

Uhh 

H-U-F-F huff and I puff 

Blow like snow when the cold wind blow then 

Zoom, I hit the mic like boom 

Wrote a song about it like to hear it here it go 

Question what exactly is a panty raider 

Ill behaviour savior or major flavor 

All of the above oh yeah plus I do so 

Also flam I'm the man call me super 

Not an average Joe with an average flow 

Doing average things with average hoes 

Yo I'm super I'll make a bitch squirm 

For my, Su-per Sperm 

Check it I give it to ya raw butt naked 

I smell sess pass the Method 

Let's get lifted as I kick ballistics 

Missles and shoot game like a pistol 

Clip is loaded when I click bang dang 

A Wu-Tang slug hits your brain 

J-U-M-P jump and I thump 

Make girls rumps like pump and Humpty Hump 

Wow, the Shaolin style is all in me 

Child, the whole damn isle is callin me 

P-A-N-T-Y-R-A-I-D-E-R mad raw I don't fry 

Meaning no one can burn or toss and turn me 

Cuz, Ooh I be the super sperm 

Chim chimmeny chim chim cherie 

Freak a flow and flow fancy free 

Now how many licks does it take 

For me to hit the Tootsie Roll center of a break 

Peep and don't sleep the crews mad deep Wu-Tang 

Fadin motherfuckers like bleach 

So to each and every crew 

You're clear like glass I can see right through 

You're whole damn posse be catchin em all cause you vic'd 

and ya didnt have friends to begin with 

I'm 

M-E-T, H-O-D, MAN 

M-E-T, H-O-D, MAN 

M-E-T, H-O-D, MAN 

Yes I am 

Three: 

Uhh, Uhh 

Rappers crossing over to that R&B jinx 

Walk around town like your shit don't stink 

Take it from me, hey G, you don't amaze me 

Shot me at point blank range but only grazed me 

Nothing mental, just plain and simple 

Lyrics you bust couldn't bust a fucking pimple 

Come here kid, what, let me tell you something 

Your like change of a penny, nothing 

Wham, Oh shit, God Damn 

Skippy, hit me, man I get flam 

Better yet hectic, wreck shit, I'm rowdy 

Like a license check this be Audi 

Tippy tippy tum tippy tah tippy tum 

Direct from the Shaolin Slum, here I come 

Straight from the top, the cock, yo I'm fed up 

I put it in your ear and fuck your whole head up 

Wu-Tang's gang bang, up your butt crack and 

Straight from Staten, silky like satin 

Used to break clicks with stones and sticks 

Nowadays we do it with the Macs and clips 

The Method, Man 

The Method, Man 

The Method, Man 

Yes I am, Yes I am 

M-E-T, H-O-D, MAN 

M-E-T, H-O-D, MAN 

M-E-T, H-O-D, MAN 

Uhh, 92 for the Wu 

Now how brothers want it 

With salt or butter, motherfucker 

A doo-doo chop, a doo-doo chop, a doo-doo chop chop