Текст (слова) песни: Method Man - Biscuits

Intro:

What? What you want?
Represent represent represent
Yeah, represent, check it out check it out

Yo mama don`t wear no drawers!
I saw her when she took them off!
Standin on the welfare line, eatin swine
Tryin to look fine, with her stank behind
You can ask the bitch and she`ll tell ya fast
Meth-Tical got STYLE with his nasty ass

Verse One:

Are you ready, to face the consenquences and suffer?
I even tell ya momma you ain`t shit, motherfucker
Bring it, and let that killer bee kid sting it
And rep-resent, it`s like heads up a brick, when I`m swing it
Get lost, I break you off something
I`m pumpin, like a Reebok, with a pump, from the jump and
You was nothin
Bet ya thought ya fuckin clan had ya fuckin back but they was frontin
Smokin dirt blunts and fuckin nasty stunts and
Ya take the naked gun without the bullet, what ya bustin
Get ya ship sunken, fuckin with a drunken
Master disaster at enemy rap functions

Interlude:

Huh, just an echo
Yoo-hoo ripin-ripin in the valley
Yoo-hoo ripin-ripin so to bring back
Sweet memories of you
And you can even ask your crew
Betcha bottom dollar that they tell ya fast
Meth-Tical got STYLE with his nasty ass

Verse Two:

Who said the Wu-Tang Clan? Was it you or your man?
You wanna point the finger, I`ll bring ya
36 chambers, be out, youze in danger
Let me pull ya brain outcha ass with a hanger
Didn`t momma not tell ya not to talk to a stranger
Now ya got ya neck, in the noose, of the strangler
Just recline, keep the Meth in mind
I`ll even test the knuckle check on the hands of time
What? And I`ll be more than glad to bust that ass
All up and down the block, the street, the isle
Whatever, smokin on a Spike Lee joint
Hey I`m Mo` Better, I`m hopin niggaz get the point
Cause they coul never, stop the veteran, word to God
When I`m severin the HEAD of a mental vegetarian
The Method, at the weekend, with a whole lot of credit
The cuties I desire, I be the first to set it
off, flame on like the Human Torch
Fantastic Four for all the fans in the store
You can eat it all and it`ll tell ya fast
Meth-Tical got STYLE for ya nasty ass

Outro:

94 baby, word up, recognize, recognize
Wu-Tang killer bee
The RZA and the Method MZA

Raider Ruckus, where you at?

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Меню » Главная » Музыка » Правила » В избранное	Музыка RU: 0-9 А Б В Г Д Е Ж З И К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Щ Э Ю Я EN: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z Текст (слова) песни: Method Man - Biscuits Intro: What? What you want? Represent represent represent Yeah, represent, check it out check it out Yo mama don`t wear no drawers! I saw her when she took them off! Standin on the welfare line, eatin swine Tryin to look fine, with her stank behind You can ask the bitch and she`ll tell ya fast Meth-Tical got STYLE with his nasty ass Verse One: Are you ready, to face the consenquences and suffer? I even tell ya momma you ain`t shit, motherfucker Bring it, and let that killer bee kid sting it And rep-resent, it`s like heads up a brick, when I`m swing it Get lost, I break you off something I`m pumpin, like a Reebok, with a pump, from the jump and You was nothin Bet ya thought ya fuckin clan had ya fuckin back but they was frontin Smokin dirt blunts and fuckin nasty stunts and Ya take the naked gun without the bullet, what ya bustin Get ya ship sunken, fuckin with a drunken Master disaster at enemy rap functions Interlude: Huh, just an echo Yoo-hoo ripin-ripin in the valley Yoo-hoo ripin-ripin so to bring back Sweet memories of you And you can even ask your crew Betcha bottom dollar that they tell ya fast Meth-Tical got STYLE with his nasty ass Verse Two: Who said the Wu-Tang Clan? Was it you or your man? You wanna point the finger, I`ll bring ya 36 chambers, be out, youze in danger Let me pull ya brain outcha ass with a hanger Didn`t momma not tell ya not to talk to a stranger Now ya got ya neck, in the noose, of the strangler Just recline, keep the Meth in mind I`ll even test the knuckle check on the hands of time What? And I`ll be more than glad to bust that ass All up and down the block, the street, the isle Whatever, smokin on a Spike Lee joint Hey I`m Mo` Better, I`m hopin niggaz get the point Cause they coul never, stop the veteran, word to God When I`m severin the HEAD of a mental vegetarian The Method, at the weekend, with a whole lot of credit The cuties I desire, I be the first to set it off, flame on like the Human Torch Fantastic Four for all the fans in the store You can eat it all and it`ll tell ya fast Meth-Tical got STYLE for ya nasty ass Outro: 94 baby, word up, recognize, recognize Wu-Tang killer bee The RZA and the Method MZA Raider Ruckus, where you at? Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Biscuits: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/112/1/6643.html Все тексты песен: Method Man » Method Man - The Rock`s Theme » Method Man - Got My Mind Made Up » Method Man - Sub Crazy » Method Man - Rap Phenomenon » Method Man - Cradle Rock » Method Man - Wings Of The Morning (Dynamic Duo Mix) » Method Man - Snuffed Out » Method Man - Grand Finale » Method Man - Well All Rite Cha » Method Man - Y.O.U. » Method Man - Step By Step » Method Man - Stimulation » Method Man - Mr. Sandman » Method Man - Killin` Fields » Method Man - Act Right » Method Man - WWF Aggression (Promo) » Method Man - Tical 2000 » Method Man - Hit `em High (The Monstar`s Anthem) » Method Man - Fuck Them » Method Man - Wu-Tang Cream Team Line Up (a.k.a. `American Cream Рекомендуем скачать: » Бочаров Владимир - ДВОР ВОСПОМИНАНИЙ » Башаков бэнд - Сабля » Борис Вайханский - Мост Мирабо » Борис Гребенщиков - Песня о звёздах (Б.Гребенщиков + А.Васил » Беломорканал - НА ЗАПРЕТКЕ » Борис Вахнюк - 21 июня » Би-2 - Песок » Б.Моисеев - Крыжовник » Браво - Вася » Булат Окуджава - Одна победа » Беломорканал - САМКО » Борис Вайханский - Пудель Ромка » Борис Вайханский - И догорит звезда » Борис Вайханский - Эти редкие свиданья... » Би-2 - Полковнику никто не пишет » Башаков бэнд - Смерч » Борис Моисеев - Танго-Кокаин » Борис Вайханский - Слова перед сном » Борис Вячеславов - Ответ на письмо » Борис Рубашкин - Не губите молодость, ребятушки...
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