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Method Man

SI Vs. Everybody

 

SI Vs. Everybody

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


[Apocalipps:]
Lyrical terrorism
Yo, yo, yo, yo

Me and my niggas, we contemplate and puff sour
How we gon' crash an airplane into the Trump Towers
Freedom of speech, go grab your heat, then pump showers
Don't want the money this time because I want the power
Fuck tracks, bust nuts through wack condoms
Carried the staff for so long, think I got back problems
Flow greasy, stack paper so easy
This little nigga stay here, open, like Cole Beasley
I'm at an all time high, you can't stop the feeling
If my success make you sick, here's some amoxicillin
Six doses, beats is hypnosis
Meth lab is open, bitch, so get focused
It's big business, we selling them plants
And nowadays I got more P's than Kerry Durant
And all the smokers called it dope, so we gave it a stamp
Dispensaries got stripper poles in case you girls wanna dance
One thing you gon' know about Apocalipps (What's that?)
Feel I take this whole shit 'cause I'm an optimist
You popping shit, then pop a clip, get knocked then lock your lips
And if you snitch I'ma hit you in your esophagus
So I don't deal wit'chu Dave and Busters
I got an angry little mob that'll smoke all of your dutches
Now, keep hating THOT, eat a sausage
Minnesota or Cleveland, I'ma get love regardless
And don't nobody get it confused
It's Staten Island vs. everybody this time, fool

[Iron Mic:]
Yo, we the kings of New York where cash rules
In this game called life, you can't lose
And don't nobody get it confused
It's Staten Island vs. everybody this time, fool
Your gun up under the seats, we pay dues
We'll check S-I live, we bad news
And don't nobody get it confused
It's Staten Island vs. everybody this time, fool

[Method Man:]
Yeah, yeah
My game patient, it's complicated but so am I
Patiently waiting, I Playstation, I'm so N-Y
My foul flavor, one word is blick and I'm fortified
Big bully, Michael Jordan wearing a forty five
One in his head, if he ain't dead, he borderline
Dope, every rhyme that I say, go 'head and snort a line
Sublime, if you didn't know I'm a water sign
Whatever floating your boat, just know the water mine
Stick your toe in, the water's fine, I'm positive
And I'm thinking positive but I'm thinking the problem is (What?)
That when I'm thinking 'bout opps, I'm thinking opposite
Plus I still think I'm in my Prime 'cause I'm an Optimus
My clan on top of it
Getting popping, we popping it
'Cause in the spur of the moment wouldn't care, just pop a bitch
Meth proposterous
S-I, no stopping it
And once we get the key to City Hall, boy, we locking it

[Iron Mic:]
We the kings of New York where cash rules
In this game called life, you can't lose
And don't nobody get it confused
It's Staten Island vs. everybody this time, fool
Your gun up under the seats, we pay dues
We'll check S-I live, we bad news
And don't nobody get it confused
It's Staten Island vs. everybody this time, fool

Yo
Don't ever lil' bro me, nigga, I'm big homie
On Ceck like Inspector, yup, the weapon on me
Do not get confused, we just switched up the hustle
Probably took you a minute to get it, all muscle
Hit that emoji, these rappers is phoney
They kill for this D-N-A, but you can't clone me
This is God given, hard living, Mars' vision
You new niggas can't really rock to our rhythem
Nope, this is massacre music
This is Meth Lab, a death jab, let's back into it
You tired of the producers dancing all in the videos (Then what?)
Then come to Staten Island you little silly hoes
They see me go back, you see sparks like a milli, yo
Young legend getting this young money, a milli, though
And I don't throw shots, nigga, I shoot 'em
I still white tee, Yankee hat and Timberland boot 'em (Let's go)
This is easy work
Probably see me in the street promoting peace, still do you greasy, jerk
I been banging since Meth was on that stoop with Mary
I was lounging on the low when the hours were scary
Everybody was chopping back and forth 'cross the ferry
These bars are one of one, try not to compare me

(Meth Lab
Staten Island vs. Everybody
There is no competition)

We the kings of New York where cash rules
In this game called life, you can't lose
And don't nobody get it confused
It's Staten Island vs. everybody this time, fool
Your gun up under the seats, we pay dues
We'll check S-I live, we bad news
And don't nobody get it confused
It's Staten Island vs. everybody this time, fool

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