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Method Man

Two More Mins

 

Two More Mins

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


Ugh
Hah
Whoa...
Yeah
Meth Lab 2...
Let's go...
Hah
Look

I'm underrated, no attention from under payment
I undertake 'em where underground is an understatement
These underages ain't understanding I'm undegraded
Under my status, you'll see my picture, right, I'm the greatest
I'm compenstated, one composition, it's complicated
My competition, number two, but it's constipated
This unconditional, unconventional condemnation
It's to convince you to find your way out the conversation
I'm so amazing, break fast when most waiting
The beef baking, eggs is runny, my toast raising
Suppose I blaze 'em
A lot of haters and most hate 'em
Ain't gotta name 'em or name the city that don't claim 'em
And I don't blame 'em, ultimately there's ultimatum
It's all verbatim, these rappers finished before I say 'em
Before the mayhem, there was Method, see mother made 'em
But mother F 'em in every method his mother gave 'em
So many rappers to kill, where did the time go?
Might even be a friend of the family but you ain't mine, though
Choppa to the side of ya top, it'll let your mind go
Don't test that Big Poppa that you ain't Ready To Die for
Die hoe, it's Snow White sniffing, I kill you, heigh ho
Unless you're one of Destiny's Children, you won't survive, hoe
So many rappers to kill, where did the time go?
Might even be a friend of the family but you ain't...
Yo, look who sipping bones made from Tidal?
Robbing that vagina like the dream was made in China
Hard timer, son could be the shooter and the driver
Off the rack, find her like you see no Future in Desiigner
No disprect to either, I'ma rhymer, give Aretha to rhymer got a problem give 'em Ether
I'm tryna smash once, you could keep her
I gave that trick the thumb, bye Felisha
My Method just as blunt as my Cohiba

(Two more minutes... done)

done

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