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  • Letra Method Man de Wu-tang Clan Ranking:
  • 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



    Verse 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



    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



    Verse two:



    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



    Verse 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
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