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method man - switch sides lyrics

[intro: jadakiss]
it’s ‘kiss
you know who i’m with; tical
hahaaaaa

[verse 1: pxwer]
first off, smack the t++th out a rapper mouth
the beef brawl, i’m 3d right in front your house
the silent k!ller, i’m mike myers; the knife is out
you panicking, all the doors locked and you can’t get out
skinny assassin, low lifes just to blast him
then i’m ashing over the open casket; laughing
brothers capping and can’t bang with mine
cocaine in your nose if you sniffing my lines
6’1 but the go 20 feet, hopping out the jeep
gold links swinging like b. a. from a+team
burned off the goop, my eyes reading to spray beams
brodie left your man top three, see he ain’t spray shiii
my words sharp, i make em come across you
last rapper wanted a piece got done awful
always got food for thought, here’s a fork+full
slap anyone who say that p ain’t for you
[chorus: eddie i.]
praying on my downfall (praying on my)
moving like an outlaw (moving like a)
they switch sides like it’s southpaw (the switch sides, which side?)
i can’t be around y’all (i can’t be around y’all n+ggas)
praying on my downfall (praying on my)
moving like an outlaw (moving like a)
they switch sides like it’s southpaw (the switch sides, which side?)
i can’t be around y’all (i can’t be around y’all n+ggas)

[verse 2: jadakiss]
i ain’t playing with you, i’m letting the thang hit you (boom)
i don’t give a f+ck about all them n+ggas that came with you (uh)
you tryna get some money? i’m having the same issue (yup)
i see why they call you ‘f+ckboy’, the name fit you (hehe)
i do what i want, you do what they allow you (mmmm)
you ain’t got no style, that’s why they gotta style you (haha)
and i keep it real, sh+t i don’t know how to (nah)
i’m nice, watch, no ice though, i keep the value (whoo)
higher than them all, that’s just how a n+gga be
writing’s on the wall, it’s just in caligrophy (mmmm)
talking ’bout the best, you’d better consider me (right)
f+ck around, bust a brain cell tryna figure me
ow

[verse 3: method man]
don’t get yourself popped tryna trigger me
bop you in your head, this where the buck stop; literally
buck shots, what the blood clot? watch the picking knee
if he flee, stop him where the lake shop, pick a knee
chest shot to make your chest move, bobby fisher me
get assassinated, tryna run? bobby kennedy
keep that same energy, poison in my pen
what’s the penalty? my life behind these bars, ain’t no clemency
don’t even know the job
just like an oxymoron, you don’t even know the odds
how i’m gritty with the bars and still pretty like a boss?
still holding down my city like i’m diddy on bed, taking biddies in her bra
it’s wu block, big momma busting out her tube top
homie is clown, he get the tube sock
or he can around, shout to tupac
sucker free; i’m everything that you not and i’m taking everything that you got
[chorus: eddie i.]
praying on my downfall (praying on my)
moving like an outlaw (moving like a)
they switch sides like it’s southpaw (the switch sides, which side?)
i can’t be around y’all (i can’t be a+i can’t be around y’all)
praying on my downfall (praying on my)
moving like an outlaw (moving like a)
they switch sides like it’s southpaw (the switch sides, which side?)
i can’t be around y’all (i can’t be around y’all n+ggas)

- method man lyrics

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