M-E-T-H-O-D Man

From the slums of Shaolin, Wu-Tang Clan strikes again! The RZA; The GZA; Ol' Dirty Bastard; Inspectah Deck; Raekwon the Chef; U-God; Ghost Face Killer; and the Method Man.

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.

Hey you get off my cloud!
You don't know me,
And you don't know my style,
Who be getting 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 backlike a rubberband.

I be Sam,
Sam I am,
And I dont eat green eggs and ham,
Style will hit you,
WHAM!
Then Goddamn!
You be like...
OH shit that's the jam!

Turn it up now,
Hear me get buck wu-wu-wild,
I'm about to blow,
Light me up!

Upside downside,
Inside and outside,
Hitting you from every angle,
There's no doubt.

I am the one and only,
Method Man,
The master of the plan,
Wrapping shit like SaranWrap,
With some of this and some of that.

Hold up...
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,
Coming 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!

All right y'all! Get ya White Owls... Get ya meth... Get ya skins... Don't forget your 40 and we gonna do it like this!

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 40,
I got myself a Shorty,
And I'm about to go and stick it,
Yes I'm about to go and stick it.

H-U-F-F huff and I puff,
Blow like snow when the cold wind's blowing,
Zoom I hit the mic like boom!
Wrote a song about it ,
Like to hear it?
Here it goes:

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 Ho's,
Yo I'm super,
I'll make a Bitch squirm,
For my super sperm.

Check it!
I give it to you 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 calling me,
P-A-N-T-Y R-A-I-D-E-R!
Mad raw,
I don't cry.

Meaning no one can burn,
Or toss and turn me,
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!
Fading 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 catching them 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,
M-E-T-H-O-D Man.

Here I am,
Here I am,
The Method Man.

Straight from the slums of Shaolin: Wu-Tang Killa B'z on a swarm. Your soul have just been taken through the 36 Chambers of Death kid.

It Was A Good Day

Just waking up in the morning,
Gotta thank God,
I don't know but today seems kinda odd,
No barking from the dog,
No smog,
And Momma cooked a breakfast,
With no hog,
I got my grub on but didn't pig out,
Finally got a call from a girl I wanna dig out,
Hooked it up for later as I hit the door,
Thinkin will I live another 24?

I gotta go cause I got me a drop top,
And if I hit the switch,
I can make the ass drop,
Had to stop at a red light,
Looking in my mirror,
And not a jacker in sight,
And everything is alright,
I got a beep from Kim,
And she can fuck all night.

Called up the Homies and I'm asking y'all,
Which park are y'all playing basketball?
Get me on the court and I'm trouble,
Last week fucked around and got a triple double,
Freaking Niggaz everyway like M.J.
I can't believe today was a good day.

Drove to the pad and hit the showers,
Didn't even get no static from the cowards,
Cause just yesterday them Fools tried to blast me,
Saw the Police and they rolled right past me,
No flexing,
Didn't even look in a Nigga's direction,
As I ran the intersection.

Went to Short Dog's house,
They was watching Yo! MTV Raps,
What's the haps on the craps?
Shake 'em up,
Shake 'em up,
Shake 'em up,
Shake 'em.

Roll 'em in a circle of Niggaz,
And watch me break 'em with the 7,
7-11...
7-11...
7-11...
7 even back door Lil' Joe.

I picked up the cash flow,
Then we played bones and I'm yelling Domino,
Plus nobody I know got killed in South Central L.A.
Today was a good day.

Left my Nigga's house paid,
Picked up a girl been trying to fuck,
Since the 12th grade,
It's ironic I had the brew,
She had the chronic,
The Lakers beat the Supersonics.

I felt on the big fat fanny,
Pulled out the jammy,
And killed the punanny,
And my dick runs deep,
So deep...
So deep put her ass to sleep,
Woke her up around 1,
She didn't hesitate to call Ice Cube the Top Gun.

Drove her to the pad and I'm coasting,
Took another sip of the potion,
Hit the 3-wheel motion,
I was glad everything had worked out,
Dropped her ass off and then chirped out.

Today was like one of those fly dreams,
Didn't even see a berry flashing those high beams,
No helicopter looking for a murder,
2 in the morning got the Fatburger,
Even saw the lights of the Goodyear Blimp,
And it read, "Ice Cube's a pimp".

Drunk as hell but no throwing up,
Half way home and my pager still blowing up,
Today I didn't even have to use my A.K.
I got to say it was a good day.

The Real World

Strange the view from here,
Words we spoke forgotten at the time,
Now replay in my mind what went wrong?
What was right looking back I never was there for you,
You didn't say but I know it's true.

I can't find the real world alone.

Everytime I think I've won,
I hear your voice inside questioning,
Where have you gone?
Can't remember feeling so alone,
You always had the answers but I could not see.

I can't find the real world...
I can't find the real world...
I can't find the real world alone.

I can't find the real world...
I can't find the real world...
I can't find the real world alone.