Method Man - Ronins lyrics

[Intro] Come on Ch'yeah Meth, where you at? [Verse 1: Method Man] My flow? Everlastin' My lines? Never lackin' Even on Christmas Eve, I out rhyme whoever rappin' Slime, shoulda tapped in (Uh) But he blind to the facts and, um What the album, track one Time for some action (Haa) Past time for the last time I rhymed in this fashion True Religion, he never thought he'd die in his fashion But I got time today, if you dyin' then ask him (Uh huh) Bars, forensic science, that's if you tryna catch 'em Lord, I think I'm over it, I ain't over here actin' I say it over and over, I ain't overreactin' (Woo) What you picture is d**h, I'm just closin' the caption Who knows if I'ma blow, I just got my nose in a napkin (Choo) Super Saiyan, technically, I'm electrifyin' To be specific, what I specifically specifyin' See that's progression and I'm especially rectifyin' Any confessions, I don't expect to be testifyin' [Verse 2: Cappadonna] So pure now, k**a, ain't nothin' gon' move Meth Lab's back (We're back!), pardon the goons Back in the kitchen with it smellin' of fumes (Smell it!) Charged water, hard crack wit' a spoon Staten Island, straight up, f** the platoons (f** 'em!) Heard the meth heads callin' you Meanwhile it's mumble rappers soundin' kinda foreign (Soundin' foreign!) Find 'em pressed with Molly, tourin' The man deplorin', nah, we never go live We either gettin' live, edit that (Edit that!) Protectin' our guys, get it? Y'all talk about it while we live it Y'all live stream and think you litted Ain't seen a face to face in a minute (Nope) Call 'em exquisite, come and crumble your waves I got that lithium for days Homie, sharpenin' blades, yuh It's Mr. Parker, he get sharper wit' age Be at your door with the beard, I ain't talkin' no raids, f**ers Black mufflers got the cowards afraid We make the situation grave We'll better dismantle your trades, n***a [Verse 3: Masta k**a] This is no glove hittin' the bar, bill open hand, callous slap Rough, ashy knuckles spark, split your face rap The quick loose your tooth jab, the fifty two clap A hunnid rounds backin' 'em down, the house trapped (Uh) We still keep a bat in the back, the the bone crack (Uh) Still spittin' actual facts for bank stacks Cue ball in the sock from the pool rack, snap his neck back Every time I think I'm out, I get pulled back It's like I relapse and catch a flashback I took the contract to k** an emcee (Uh) so masterfully So who better than me since '93 Get you tied to a tree as a target if you wanna be [Verse 4: Hanz On] Yo, I'm a old young n***a (Uh huh), I do it for sure (What?) White Filas, white fitted cherry velour (Uh) I keep hunnies on my side like Al B. Sure (Come on) I throw my chain in the crowd when you see me on tour (Yeah) I'm at The Meth Lab re'in-up, I'm ready to score (Get it) Hanz On, Methical, Cappadonna, it's hardcore (Huh) This ain't a gang sign, naw, homie, it's war (Yeah) Fatigue Timberlands on, camouflage door Sniper team on deck, enemies abort (B-r-r-r-ap) Staten Island, New York Homicide Hillary (Uh huh) The Black X six, heavy artillery (Soo) I'm laughin' at y'all, you rappers is k**in' me Pop your wardrobe (Uh), yeah, I do it for love In my block, homie, yeah (What?), they do it for slugs Smacks hands with the homeboy, show that thug (Come on) And never pop nothin' if you can't look 'em in the mug (Homicide)