What the Beat Lyrics
Ha haaaaa... *echoes*
Professional 2 s***...WHAT!
Staten Island up in this muthaf***a...
Mr. Meth rep rep rep rep rep rep...
For the cause
Wu-Tang Killa Beez forever my n****z
Yeah...we put our draws in it...CLUE! *echoes*
*talking over above Method Man verse*
New Method Man!
N****z is like "Oh my God not you!"
Yes I'm in the flesh like hollow heads through your vest
No contest, M.E.-Eth Man's obsessed
With sex, drugs and rock & roll
New tecs and calicos!
Word has it we move mathematic on rappers
Who don't add up, you get broke, battered and slapped up
8 million stories in the nekkid call yo man Method
Straight guerilla iller n**** kill a murder record
My verbal shooter does it to ya
The 16-bar Ruger, bustin' yo funky dope maneuvers
But I'm not ya Super Lover Cee, I'm the Super Sperm
Splash it on your skin rub it in like it's Lubriderm
10 out of 10 I'll be the...
Men of all men I mean the...
Creme de la creme a schemer...
Sippin' on 'Gnac and Zima...
True professional 2...
Now that Bush is president n**** we all through
It's like a jungle sometimes it makes me wonder
Why I keep on duckin' under the bed when I hear thunder
'cause I ain't crazy, I say s*** that's crazy to crazy people
To make 'em believe I'm crazy so they can relate to me
And maybe believe in Shady so they can be evil baby
I like that! I'm only as crazy as people made me
Believe me, there'll be just as many muthaf***in' murderers
And heroin users without Marlilyn's music
But I figure I make my music I don't care if you use it
To murder somebody, I just want to be there when you do it!
Now the parents are suein' 'cause little Darren is screwin'
Karen and Susan cause I told him to do it on Clue's new s***
Now it's all ruined, the whole world is f***ed up
'cause of me? Two 12-year old girls is knocked up
My attitude's 'f*** it' like Pac's was at one point
want to come join? Pick up a glock and just point
Now everybody's killin' everybody and everybody's bloody
And I'm just laughin' like it's funny
Cause I don't really give a s*** about no-muthaf***in'-body
I'm so muthaf***in' nutty I don't give a f*** about nuttin'!
My wrist is...water and freeze
And mix this is...audio Jesus the repent s*** gets big
Keep it sharp like knife in a pop device
So "Duro you gotta let it bump!", I came from a hard knock life
They say this kid be rude like this can't be true
I suck my own dick like if I had a rib removed
Vampire, sun go down I'm still wylin'
Bullets travel through the air in the night like Phil Collins
Rock City baby knife through your throat 'til you're broke
Rise from the underground like sewer smoke
It's all shifty, I got all-a my dogs wit' me
And they all rich, and still all-a they palms itchy
We'll pump, rumble over birds jungle urge
Walkin' like we talkin' drunk while we stumble over words
Clue *inhale*...Duro *inhale*...Slim *inhale*...Meth *inhale*...
Five *inhale*...Nine *inhale*...Hold up *inhale*...breath
It's just...Mr. Meth and DJ Clue
I ain't crazy, I just do what the beats say do
It's just...Slim Shady and DJ Clue
I ain't evil, I just do what the beats say do
Unnh..Royce 5-9 and DJ Clue
I ain't bad, I just do what the beats say do..unnh...
Come oooooooon maaaaaaaan! *echoes*
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