it Is it me or is it these n***** in it for cheese Is it me all my enemies, hating on Killa Beez Is it me or is it me that ain't feeling M.C.'s With
they'll never get it (never get it) [Chorus: Method Man] Is it me, or is it these, niggaz in it for cheese Is it me, all my enemies, hating on Killa
Traduction: Method Man. C'est Moi.
'll never get it (never get it) [Chorus: Method Man] Is it me, or is it these, niggaz in it for cheese Is it me, all my enemies, hating on Killa Beez
never get it (never get it) [Chorus: Method Man] Is it me, or is it these, niggaz in it for cheese Is it me, all my enemies, hating on Killa Beez Is
'mon, ya gotta put me on, (You gotta put me on) [Verse 1] Ever since I first arrived here, I've been, on the run like an eye tear, And it, took me a
He yo D how we do it [Method Man] Yo D how we do it Funk Doc how we do it [Redman] Yo Stallion [Method Man] This is how we do it [D'Angelo] Why don'
jobs The boss man, the ice man and weatherman The weed man for Redman and Method Man The dope man, the gun man, the mailman The spokesman, the cheer man
to the bass and let it go-ah High tide, everlasting {? } flow-a Set that down on freak radio-ah Push it up 'til her antenna show-ah Horny out nipple stereo, AH! What it is
the past, and it's clear Just some busta a*s bastards allergic to cash this year Makaveli for the Mob, M-O-B Killin bustaz is my motherf**kin job, him or me
at? Yo a motherfucking army Do it to them Do it to them They love the way we do it to them We do it to them Calvary [Verse 1: Tupac] Suppress
officer That bitch trippin Promise retaliation They plan busted No man to be trusted Everything corrupted once man touched it Kamikaze Hoping that none of the spies find me
get me 'fore they hurt me Ran outta tears, and through the years couldn't change me My daddy left me alone, and so I'm angry I never did nothin wrong, my mama told me, "Baby it
t let me find ya Mama made me rugged, baptised the public Now you hard thugs, nigga don't you love it It's similar to multiple gunshots, retaliation is
throat Chorus: Method Man I got my mind made up, come on... [come on] get in get in too [get on it] let it ride [get wit it] tonight's tha night
tight (yeah) Me, Syke and Bogart, wrap it up the same night Got problems then handle it, motherfuckers see me These niggaz is jealous cause deep in they heart they wanna be me
