[Method Man]
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This goes out
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to all the big head niggaz
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And all them big head bitches
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You know my steez-o
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Yo, yo, yo, yo
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Deadly melodic, robotic steez-o blur your optic
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So you can't see the topic, condition combo
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Blaze bring the heat to your Mourning like Alonzo
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Head honcho like Eastwood, gun in my pancho
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Another bad desperado, trapped inbetween
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the hills and the El Dorados, but you can't do that
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Welcome to the Wheel of Fortune where Pat don't Sajak
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Bring it to these cats often, the biggest payback
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is when I condemn men, to purgatory
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Stick a pen, do em in, eight million stories
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in the naked Mr. Method, Blade Runner
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Blood stain on my track record, top gunner
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[Chorus: Method Man]
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You know it's sick now, just a little bit, aw shit
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Can't quit now, hard as a brick, what's this
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Make em get down, head where I fit, more grip
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Hold this shit down, she don't know you better school her
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("Step in the Arena" sample scratched)
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Step by Step, inch by inch, piece by piece, bit by bit
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Step by Step, inch by inch, piece by piece, bit by bit
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[Method Man]
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Check my Extinction Agenda, mind bender
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No retreat no surrender, head trauma
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Death before dishonor, sword and golden armor
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Undetected stealth bomber, blow the session
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With Immaculate Conception, hit yo' section
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with my Def Squad connection, the Green-Eyed Bandit
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E Double up dammit, Iron Lung
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flow taste like a knuckle sandwich, now you know
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It's time that I take advantage, take command yo
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Cops caught me red-handed
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Blood On the Dance Floor
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or was it Michael Jackson
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Fuck it, time for some action
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Check my Re-Runs an see What's Happening
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[Chorus 2X]
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[Method Man]
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Before she get her back blown
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Jealous men don't understand and get clapped on, now I'm reloadin
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Automate and keep it goin, right and exact
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Runnin track like I'm Jesse Owens, catch em wit my rap slogan
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Jack Frost, leave em frozen
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Bust flows and never lay text/latex without my Trojan
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Hand writtin ass whippin, I keep spittin
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At any head-on collision, throw dart wit precision
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And split decision, tell your old folk
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and your children what I'm dealin
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Good times, and hood rhymes from the villain
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Till I see you at the ooh-building motherfuckers
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[Chorus]
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This one, is dedicated to my big head niggaz
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And all them big head bitches
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All them big head bitches
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Step By Step
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Method Man |