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method man - act up lyrics

[verse 1: method man]
went from entertainment to enterprise
k!ll a rhyme, k!ll a generation like genocide
i’ve been a five, explicit sticker; you’ve been advised
red dot market, the target has been identified
we been our side, game already been gentrified
simplify, ready for war like i’ve been simpified
energy i energize, if ain’t energized i improvisе
and star taking shots like i ain’t been immunized
if you ain’t dead thеn pretend you died, you feminized
rappers see the signs of out an outcast; aquemini
big boi, ‘dre three+stacks, these are some friends of mine
spending time but my payback ain’t gotta spend the a dime
that’s how you end a line, last stop
you at the end of line and think “why me?” like the end of rhyme
i clothes+line any close encounter of any kind
if i got any problems with anybody at any time
[chorus: pxwer]
ugh, they wanna talk, wanna act up (what you saying?)
til i get em, mami wrapped up (he gone)
aye, tell your homie move back bruh (aye man watch out)
i wouldn’t hesitate to smack son (pow)
ugh, they wanna talk, wanna act up (what you saying?)
til i get em, mami wrapped up (be outta here)
aye, tell your homie move back bruh (fall back bro)

[verse 2: method man]
yo
i’m big bro, no, i mean i’m literally big bro
now big dough, new orleans for short, now that’s a big no
big hand chokeslam rappers, they want the big show
my big bang theory’s the shot wrapped in a big .4
big doe rehab, paper shredder, i rip flow
he’s cut his words for buck and a half, that’s off the rip though
but get low, like y’all ain’t know i’m the shhh though
like tony montana, don’t sniff blow, that sniff, yo
meth man, yes am i+yes’m, make that a yes man
mama finna save me a plate, make that a “yes, ma’am”
ain’t gotta tell em just how i get em, i just can
and i ain’t gotta tell em why i’m a legend, i just am
in hindsight i made loud records for def jam
when y’all kept it cool i was hot, i got the best fans
what’s hood? y’all ain’t gotta listen, i’m good
got my hands on this genie bottle and i’m wishing you would
[chorus: pxwer]
ugh, they wanna talk, wanna act up (what you saying?)
til i get em, mami wrapped up (he gone)
aye, tell your homie move back bruh (aye man watch out)
i wouldn’t hesitate to smack son (pow)
ugh, they wanna talk, wanna act up (what you saying?)
til i get em, mami wrapped up (be outta here)
aye, tell your homie move back bruh (fall back bro)

- method man lyrics

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