Method Man - Talk Dirty lyrics

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Method Man - Talk Dirty lyrics

[Intro: Method Man] Smoking, choking up in this b**h Mr Meth, DJ Lethal collaboration Oh yeah, oh yeah, it goes like this, check it out, check it out Yo, yo, yo [Method Man] Guess who's coming to dinner, put up or shut up Sit on your ego, when I'm fed up, should of never ended The missintentions of a Meth Man I'm sorta like a CEO from Def Jam, minus the 'yes men' I'm too ill, I represent Park Hill I spit things, pop out my neck like shark gill Live evil, DJ Lethal if you will My kin's in the kitchen, I got for the k** I'm like that, beyond "thunderdome", Mad Max Like I'm pissed off, busting on a urinery track Infection, it burns, anyone that step in my direction Time to count your money, and your blessings [Chorus: Method Man] They like it, when he talk dirty like that They like it, when he talk dirty like that Opposites attract, time to face facts When you bite me, I bite back Now everybody wanna talk about, hip hop, hop music Talk about, hip hop, hop music Talk about, hip hop, hop music Hop, hop, hop, hop, hop, hop music [Method Man] It's that state of the art, sh**, business man Formerly known as the artist If ya'll ain't with me, then forget me Cuz if I go broke, nothing gon' fix me Except crispy, hundred dollar bills and fifties Here's the main course, indeed, bringing it often The starving for attention M.C.'s, stomachs is talking About these New York'ns, witty Who that got appettite for hot scorching plates Make Little Annie Orphan Sorta like Kurt Cobain, blowin' his brains With these lyrics, and funk that 'smells like teen spirit' Lookin' high, but hold up, look in they eye And you see crook, coming from that Crooked Letter I [Chorus] [Method Man] Now gag yourself wit the spoon Tical 0: Dj Lethal, this coming soon Jo Lethal, I'd rather play the odds, f** equals Besides, [?] to the people All my people, up til now, you heard it all And ya'll trying to sh** on my lawn, curb your dog Know just where to find him, at four twenty, son But the Meth ain't gon' hit ya til 4:21 Now that's game, can't call it, can't complain Just do the damn thing, like Nike shoe campaign Yeah, boo, I hit you with a backstage pa** As long as you know, you giving up some backstage(a**) (Chorus)