Dj Clue - What the Beat lyrics

[Method Man] n***as 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 s**, d** and rock and 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 guerrilla iller n***a k** a murder record My verbal shooter does it to ya The 16-bar Ruger, busting 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, sipping on 'Gnac and Zima True Professional too(two)(DJ Cluee!) Now that Bush is president n***a we all through [Eminem] It's like a jungle sometimes it makes me wonder Why I keep on ducking under the bed when I hear thunder Cause I ain't crazy, I say sh** 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, they'd be just as many mutherf**ing murderers And h**n users without Marilyn's music But I figure I make my music I don't care if you use it To murder somebody, I just wanna be there when you do it Now the parents are suing cause little Darren is screwing Karen and Susan cause I told him to do it on Clue's new sh** 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 Wanna come join? Pick up a Glock and just point Now everybody's k**ing everybody and everybody's bloody And I'm just laughing like it's funny Cause I don't really give a sh** about no-motherf**ing-body I'm so motherf**ing nutty, I don't give a f** about nothing [Royce da 5'9"] My wrist is water and freezer mix, this is Audio Jesus the repent sh** gets big Keep a 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'll s** my own dick like if I had a rib removed Vampire, sun go down, I'm still wilding 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 of my dogs with me And they all rich, and still all of their palms itchy We'll pump, rumble over birds jungle urge Walking like we talking drunk while we stumble over words Clue, Duro, Slim, Meth, Five, Nine, hold up, breath [Method Man] It's just, Mr. Meth and DJ Clue I ain't crazy, I just do what the beats say do [Eminem] It's just, Slim Shady and DJ Clue I ain't evil, I just do what the beats say do [Royce] Uhh, uhh, Royce Five-Nine and DJ Clue I ain't bad, I just do what the beats say do [DJ Clue] DJ Clue, Desert Storm Come on man