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method man - waht the blood clot lyrics

all i hear is gun shots. can i touch something?
what the blood claat! n-gg-z want tical make it happen.
you know my f-ckin’ style f-ck the rappin’
we can take it back to eighty five if you wanna start actin’ like you live
it’s all good. i’m rollin’ with my clique
owls packwoods & phillies smokin’ sess blunts mixed with illy
got me bustin’ now the whole world looks dusted
i’m in the area with the skill that never rusted.
for real, n-gg-, touch it & you burn, when will motherf-ckers learn
what be spreadin’ like a germ? ha ha, it’s meth, word.
i be that early bird that got the worm & if you check it
i’m on point, like a fax machine you get the message.
it be no question & them bust the second guessin’s,
keep your thoughts on your lessons. what the blood claat!
to tell the truth, you don’t amaze me. killa hill project,
a star trek phaser couldn’t phase me. what,
check the raderuckus f-ck this,
smoke a dutchmaster, have ’em screamin’ for the d-ch-ss
yeah, i gotta have it, so i strive to stick my piece
if i don’t do it for mydelf, i’m a do it for kase,
’cause that’s my peoples, i’m giving you injections that be lethal
weapon, when n-gg-z start the half steppin’,
then i get evil. but don’t let that negative vibe right there
mislead you, i’m humble, a f-cking killer bee,
far from b-mble. i sting you bzt and i bring you
thirty-six chambers of head banger, b-tch,
why i deal with? i think the mic is on the fritz.
f-ggot soundmen! they be sabotagin’ sh-t!
look up in the sky, it’s a bird, it’s a plane…
methical, let the whole world know my f-ckin’ name.
what the blood claat

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