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mwenya - check the method (remix) lyrics

[intro]

[hook]
it’s like that y’all check it out now
(yeah yeah, now check the method) x4

[verse 1: mwenya]
i’m a beast, an animal; feast on mc’s like a cannibal
it’s not my fault that they walk into my mandibles
flow intangible, untouchable; god particles
i’m not a god mc but i’m definitely spiritual
i’m indubitable, sick but not curable
dr. dre f-cked up with my pharmaceuticals
i miss the doobies dude, life was beautiful
back when my hair kept it sh-ggy like scooby doo
and who are you to judge the life i live?
i see my future like it’s tatted on my inner eyelids
i’m not violent but i k!ll with silence
that’s kindness, i give an inch and they take a mileage
i bust a rhyme like a leader of the new school
and i’m on point like a-t-c-q tip, top shape
b-tch i bring the b-ss like a f-cking earthquake, wayne

[hook]

[verse 2: mwenya]
so now it’s verse 2, you know i’m finna spit like perfume
shhht shhht, if you want you could learn too
i got that verbal that emotionally burn you
make a grown man write it down in his journal (it was a nightmare)
and i won’t stop
i never started from the bottom like some flip flops
they say hip hop is dead, well i’m a f-cking zombie
keep it cl-ssy like i’m wearing fitch & abercombie
and i’m connected like wi-fi, even though i’m old school like tie-dye
i’m still fly like sci-fi, and imma stay at your neck like a tight tie
it’s simple, people pop champagne i pop pimples
i’m eighteen with a great dream and a sick instrumental
and i feel myself like blind men
cause i’m breaking boundaries, like that hymen
so what more can i say?
i k!ll sh-t like an -ss-ssin, i should get paid
and i’m only a signing away
so lord finesse please just take it away

[hook]

[verse 3: lord finesse]
it’s like that y’all, and i keep figures
it’s the hardcore ruffneck funky type of street n-gga
lord finesse got the swift rap
and you don’t need dionne warwick and them psychic friends to predict that
in years to come i’m bound to shine
give me a mic and a minute, i’ll show n-ggas i get down for mine
word life, you know the haps
f-cking with me is like bungee jumping with no rope attached
man listen, i got plenty rhymes
when it comes to props, motherf-ckers just oughta gimme mine
word, cause i slay ya fast
whether you’re the best mc with a mic, or you’re straight up trash
my lyrics excel, hops
from the ghetto streets upstate to motherf-cking cell blocks
no doubt i got clout (word)
i gotta give a shout (to who?) to my brother show when i’m out

[hook]

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