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Method Man

The Lab

 

The Lab

(album: Meth Lab Season 2: The Lithium - 2018)


[Spank:]
Yeah, oh
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah

We coming from the Meth Lab, the Meth Lab
Bitch, we coming from the Meth Lab, the Meth Lab
We coming from the Meth Lab, the Meth Lab
Bitch, we coming from the Meth Lab, the Meth Lab
Part two

We got the city on smash, the game is really on smash
I set up shop with the shot, ain't got to getting this cash
I put the work in the pot and let it go
Anybody and they momma who copping already know
Ike love, I'm in the city, I'm dolo
From New Yitty, it's YOLO
Keep it under the Polo, them people taking them photos
Me and Methical hit the work, extra got the Nexus out
Really running wild, hit the exits with them weapons out
Rain on them bitches
I take the train with some bitches who keep it tucked in they pussy
A fair exchange when we hit'cha
Put the frame in the picture
No picture frames in my circle
Niggas going in early like they done gave 'em a curfew
Said, run for the money, run for it
You need to go and slump for the money, slump for it
I got a little pretty bitch about to come for it
And if you try to come for her, she gon' dump for it, nigga

We coming from the Meth Lab, the Meth Lab
Bitch, we coming from the Meth Lab, the Meth Lab
We coming from the Meth Lab, the Meth Lab
Bitch, we coming from the Meth Lab, the Meth Lab
Part two

[Method Man:]
I got two blunts in a pocket, a half a zip in my sock
Got rappers eating my garbage like I ain't spit in the pot
We put the lid to your top and let it blow
Anybody from the Island that's popping already know
Meth Lab and we back with them cookers
I'm out the door with the cook-up
The quiet life and I keep it private, don't like it, then pull-up
It's like whatever now
Tighter then them fits that they be wearing now
Methidcal, they tryna touch the kid? You some pedophiles
Who is you kiddin'? See, I ain't losing, I'm winning
I'm the coop with a pigeon, don't care 'bout who we offending
A lot of you is pretending, I mean the proof in the pudding
I'm at the stove in your kitchen, see, that's the proof that I'm cooking
Me and Spank keep it pushing and while the pushing is good
I'm tryna get me some cookies, the kind you put in the [?]
See, I ain't stressing you rookies like I should
I'm just saying, ain't no place for no rookies in my hood
And

[Spank:]
We coming from the Meth Lab, the Meth Lab
Bitch, we coming from the Meth Lab, the Meth Lab
We coming from the Meth Lab, the Meth Lab
Bitch, we coming from the Meth Lab, the Meth Lab
Part two
Uh

done

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