Method Man - Diesel Fluid lyrics

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Method Man - Diesel Fluid lyrics

[Method Man] I'm in the weed spot, pounds of purp All the cereal cartoons is on, my favorite sh** is the Smurfs Now I don't slip when I'm down in the dirt Cause by this time I done seen life and figured the amount that it's worth It's the first, cops is looking for work Got my n***as all cuffed up, sweating like a hooker in church This old woman on her way to the church She said the neighborhood's f**ed up, and we the ones that's making it worse Now that's f**ed up! I hit the block hard, Timberlands is scuffed up No justice in the system, look around, it's just us They tell me only God can judge us But they ain't ever met Judge Koffler I'm looking at this cracker on the bench Don't understand, I only sold crack to pay the rent Got possession with intent Player, I ain't stressing, I'm a pimp My b**hes love the co*ktail dressing with the shrimp [Hook] [Trife Da God] Cause we do it like how we do it This is big truck sh** Diesel fluid Slay b**hes with the Shaolin slang Stapleton Park Hill We just doing our thing [Trife Da God] You fools don't have a clue, do you? Moving them keys crucial, troopin like Isuzu n***a, your weed doo-doo, we burn that Cali kush My flow be on steroids, that sh** that Barry took Hurting the game like the corns that's on your daddy's foot My n***as carry big guns, y'all n***as carry books You shook n***as get stripped, beated and wiped out ConEd status like Fab, n***a it's "Lights Out" What your life 'bout? n***a, my life plush I lost both of my parents, my n***a life s**s Us Billy Boys hold toys Cause they don't like us Raw like the nose on a fiend sniffing that white stuff Moving with the semi Eggplant Pennies Hopping out the Bentley Looking like I just won an Emmy Never been a sloucher, dogg cause I'm an alpha-male Got that product on sale, look at your voucher Leave that other gang I'm Spanky, you Alfalfa Little Rascals With no ha**le I will out ya Sincerely doubt ya And I will house ya Posted out in front of your crib just like a scapler [Hook] Cause we do it like how we do it This is big truck style sh** Diesel fluid Slay b**hes with the Shaolin slang Stapleton Park hill We just doing our thing [Cappadonna] Every time pick up the mic I put work down Cops don't like me cause I live in a murk town My high school homies sold crack through songs You can't get right through the team, like two wrongs Mad "Criminal Minded" "C.R.E.A.M." muthaf**as Type of subliminal rhymes: scheme muthaf**as Can't shake the monkey, life is a b**h Jake tried to jump me, wifey a snitch k**a bees wild like C-74 New York b**h, adolescents at war f** the government, yo, they made us this way You a f*ggot: listen to what that chick say Escape route gotta be free like ? f** hoes, n***a I don't care if the world know Hardcore Move with or without Clan Diss me in the cab and they murk your man I'm a general Don, with the crazy hype game You don't like me, wanna feel my knife game k**ah Hill, son They don't like where I live at Came from Hollywood so I fight to give back Real talk Hard jeans and hard dick Move in and out of state like d** and garbage n***a feel me Or feel that blast ATF, b**h Just guns and cash [Hook] Cause we do it like how we do it This is big truck style, sh** Diesel fluid Slay b**hes with the Shaolin slang Stapleton Park hill We just doing our thing