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Method Man - 4 Seasons Lyrics

Artist: Method Man
Song title: 4 Seasons
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Redman

Bitch!

Brick City, yo

Yo, yo Funk Doc straight lunatic since young

At 8 paint chips the rare moon ----

That pair mics, my maintenance

I battle you and then me and Meth exchange shifts

For money, to your house arrest anklet

I take it all, if not, here's a thousand

Bricks, be shooting fair ones with bail bonds men

I'm constant, on that paper chase

Blow zip codes from bricks to 8-1-8

Doc serve to you to liquor in the plate

Battle royal, in the ring smoking like ought to owe ya

Fire thrown to the roof of you apartment

Hit 95 then I hide with the Waltons

Down South, the forty-four feela

I'm a Dolo nigga, you a Polo nigga

I'm an Uptown shopper, you a Soho nigga

Westside highway running, homo nigga



LL Cool J & Method Man:

I'm the sultan of the ghetto

The homicidal aficionado

I empty niggas out like Cristal bottles, uh

When I battle, I'm breaking Bentleys down to gravel

I got the heat right here, we ain't got to travel

I'm bigger than producers, I figured out you losers

I knew my longevity confuse ya

Big paper game, come on run into these flames

Recognize the power of the royal King James

Phantom Menace, that's why niggas make faces like they drinking Guinness

When they realize I'm not finished

I've been paid, I've been platinum, been spittin', uh

Been eatin', been ballin' and you know I'm shittin'

Platinum links, chicky-eyed blonde hair, honeys sippin' rainbow colored

drinks

Black thugs with white minks, ready to jack the brink

Bend your little wifee over help her stretch out the kinks

That's why ya niggaz freeze when I step up in the building

The Godfather's here giving blessings to his children

Carrots shine, the world all mine

Can't believe these cats is poppin' shit about papers in their rhymes

Or bodies they collect, black Gotti shot a tech

Them gangsta visions will have you ass up in an ambulance

Cats ain't live, look up in my eyes

We can do this one more time, I'll let you decide

The Alizae swigger, I clock twelve figgas

Think Goulianni's rough I got some real shit for niggas

Never been defeated, niggas retreated

Made the choice to be seated until my mission's completed

Get loose, get loose, Method Man get loose

What the world gonna do when my dogs get loose?

(Blaze one) Blaze one (Blaze one) Blaze One

Blaze, blaze, blaze one



Method Man

Now four corners, four seasons

Four MC's with four reasons to bring this game to its knees

And why you down there, suck my dick

My whole motto is fuck it

Hit the smoke shop and blow my budget

MC's abusing my bitch, using my shit

I'm hanging off the roof with one hand, losing my grip

Now y'all don't wanna see me do that, now do you?

Go straight cuckoo and terrorize rap, do you?

I do my best work stressed out and under pressure

Deep inside the mind is where you'll find my buried treasure

I'm still wild, still Tical

Still gritty style, foul, crimi-niminal, individual

Sing a song a six street

Pocket full of chits

Too many rappers be on John Gotti's dick

Now this is something that we don't rehearse

Put that rap shit second, and hip-hop first



Ja Rule

Easy, ain't near niggas spitting like me

Nor Murderers motherfuckin' INC

Niggas will pass me, look me in the face, ask me

Are y'all really on the way or did somebody ask me

Ja the myth, ready hand me the fifth let me explain

Your lil' man made me give him a lift

So you ridin' with gangstas

I'm up to a whole lot of other shit

Murderers is the clique, niggas can't deal with

Try it (hataz) you gonna get yours to knife

Lesson tonight by the four-four

Niggas want more than a little bit, hot shit

Ja Rule with Hot Nix I'm the best at that shit

So bitches explain this

We ride dick so well, head game from hell

I love making them yell, my name

Rule baby, And ain't shit gon' change, uh, uh



Redman

Yo Meth why don't you ask where all the ladies at?



Method Man

Where all the ladies at?

All the ladies in the house with the real hair

The clean underwear and she don't need welfare, make some noise

Check this shit out
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