Lirik Lagu Is It Me - Method Man
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[Intro: Method Man]Uh... yeah, y'all, guess whose back?Heh... cauli' flavored, momma crackYeah... yeah... Scott Storch (Return of the great)Mr. M-E-F (aww shit) know what I saidBlack people don't use the T-H, yo (got it fucked up now)Yo, yo...
[Method Man]Guess who back though, crack dough, yes, eyes is hat lowStash 'dro, pimp on the side, you know how that goRap flow, major, taste the flavor, all natural highY'all gotta love it when the track go (track go)Ask Def Jam what's hot, three letters, M-E-F ManBeen stopped, that's off top, young, fresh to deathAnd you're not, no matter what the job, I'm the best manRap C.E.O. minus the yes-man (yes-man)I know that's right, so act right, Staten on the mapLike fuck y'all, get stuck, y'all and have a bad nightAs I brush off my shoulder, that's rightMy nigga Scott Storch keep bringing it back like (back like)Oh boy, dig it, I talk about it and I live itBeen there, did it, shitted and wiped my ass with itThese critics saw the train for brains and must of missed itIf they ain't got the shit, they'll never get it (never get it)
[Chorus: Method Man]Is it me, or is it these, niggaz in it for cheeseIs it me, all my enemies, hating on Killa BeezIs it me, or is it me, that ain't feeling M.C.'sWith the top down, wheeling the v, feeling the breezeIs it me, or is it these, niggaz spitting the sameIs it me, all my enemies, throwing shit in the gameIs it me, or the industry that really got to changeOnce again, it's Wu-Tang, in case y'all forgot the name
[Method Man]I spit germ, early bird gets worm, nowNow that it's his turn, clowns don't get turns, nowFuck with a chick perm, when she get hot, you get burnedYou see I'm not kidding, knowing these kids learn (kids learn)And and I'm that dude, ahh-choo, and allerging to wake jewelsBlast if I have to, and y'all don't give me no hassleWho rep Rotten Apple to death and get naturalMake hard beats pound like the track do (track do)If you ask me, this raspy voice nigga is nastyKhaki's hanging off of his ass, eyes is glassyThat's fucked, that's us, niggaz know where to catch meAt 1-800 GET-AT-ME, (get at me)My, flow's, no holds barred, Holy JahadIt's the head nigga in charge, Meth, back on the jobLike back in the days, back when, the game was hardAnd when they reminiscenced over Wu, my God
[Chorus]
[Method Man]Until these rap niggaz stepped up, checked up, man this game is messed upNext up, you know what it is, don't get it f'd upMeth, what? F.Y.I., you need a heads upAnd I don't mean to beat you in the head, but (head, but)When you spit that, forget that, I eat these niggaz foodAnd the shit wrapped, where Cliff at? Tell 'em Mr. Meth got his shit backThe gift back, sign, sealed, delivered and gift wrappedAnd when you hear that click-click (click-click)That's real talk, some niggaz will talk to the copsGet killed off, man how did you get caught with all the rocksAnd still walk, no matter what you mix with a pigYou still pork, and money is still forced (still forced)Yeah, that was right on cue, new and improvedAll these dudes try'nna walk in my shoes, doing my movesBut that's cool, cause I'ma make it do what it doWith this W, like I can I get a "suu" motherfuckers?
[Chorus]
[Outro: Method Man]W-T-R-B...Wu-Tang Radio, Bitch...
[Method Man]Guess who back though, crack dough, yes, eyes is hat lowStash 'dro, pimp on the side, you know how that goRap flow, major, taste the flavor, all natural highY'all gotta love it when the track go (track go)Ask Def Jam what's hot, three letters, M-E-F ManBeen stopped, that's off top, young, fresh to deathAnd you're not, no matter what the job, I'm the best manRap C.E.O. minus the yes-man (yes-man)I know that's right, so act right, Staten on the mapLike fuck y'all, get stuck, y'all and have a bad nightAs I brush off my shoulder, that's rightMy nigga Scott Storch keep bringing it back like (back like)Oh boy, dig it, I talk about it and I live itBeen there, did it, shitted and wiped my ass with itThese critics saw the train for brains and must of missed itIf they ain't got the shit, they'll never get it (never get it)
[Chorus: Method Man]Is it me, or is it these, niggaz in it for cheeseIs it me, all my enemies, hating on Killa BeezIs it me, or is it me, that ain't feeling M.C.'sWith the top down, wheeling the v, feeling the breezeIs it me, or is it these, niggaz spitting the sameIs it me, all my enemies, throwing shit in the gameIs it me, or the industry that really got to changeOnce again, it's Wu-Tang, in case y'all forgot the name
[Method Man]I spit germ, early bird gets worm, nowNow that it's his turn, clowns don't get turns, nowFuck with a chick perm, when she get hot, you get burnedYou see I'm not kidding, knowing these kids learn (kids learn)And and I'm that dude, ahh-choo, and allerging to wake jewelsBlast if I have to, and y'all don't give me no hassleWho rep Rotten Apple to death and get naturalMake hard beats pound like the track do (track do)If you ask me, this raspy voice nigga is nastyKhaki's hanging off of his ass, eyes is glassyThat's fucked, that's us, niggaz know where to catch meAt 1-800 GET-AT-ME, (get at me)My, flow's, no holds barred, Holy JahadIt's the head nigga in charge, Meth, back on the jobLike back in the days, back when, the game was hardAnd when they reminiscenced over Wu, my God
[Chorus]
[Method Man]Until these rap niggaz stepped up, checked up, man this game is messed upNext up, you know what it is, don't get it f'd upMeth, what? F.Y.I., you need a heads upAnd I don't mean to beat you in the head, but (head, but)When you spit that, forget that, I eat these niggaz foodAnd the shit wrapped, where Cliff at? Tell 'em Mr. Meth got his shit backThe gift back, sign, sealed, delivered and gift wrappedAnd when you hear that click-click (click-click)That's real talk, some niggaz will talk to the copsGet killed off, man how did you get caught with all the rocksAnd still walk, no matter what you mix with a pigYou still pork, and money is still forced (still forced)Yeah, that was right on cue, new and improvedAll these dudes try'nna walk in my shoes, doing my movesBut that's cool, cause I'ma make it do what it doWith this W, like I can I get a "suu" motherfuckers?
[Chorus]
[Outro: Method Man]W-T-R-B...Wu-Tang Radio, Bitch...
