Method Man - Enjoy Da Ride lyrics

[Streetlife] Yo, I know the streets is watchin' Dirty date n***as caught blockin' or glockin' Waitin' for my down four street got options f** y'all, y'all can ball, im'a stay rockin' All emcee's falled when I heard the albums droppin' Nuttin but the hottest hip-hop rap concoction Rap's in a state of emergency, it's shockin' I produce joints that loosen up the socket Crowd surf through the mosh pit on some rock sh** Bang your head to this, pump your fist if your feelin' it Ride the f** out, bust a clip for the f** of it This is as good as it get, who you rollin' with? (You) Who the ultimate? (Wu) Stay commited, sold my soul to this rap sh** Slow your roll, strike a bowl, you get glapped quick I roll with, ghetto ba*tard with biscuits And grab my dick and flick it, get the picture [Redman] Yo, Yo, Yo, I cop a new Benz, crash the front So hard the airbags use nasal pumps Jump out, co*k the shoti (Rasie em up) I stomp holes if the ground aint paved enough Inform the former the first step was a warm-up The next step'll bomb on where your car alarm was Chikens that'll run in, burn the barn up Shots'll tear Sean John and Phat Farm up I never gotta Soul Train award Never lost to emcee's as lame as y'all Never, trick a b**h car payment off Im a orangatang when the chain is off n***a, ecentric and I slowly blast with a axe, and a pump, and a goalie mask Leavin' stains of blood on your Rolie Gla** When im in your hood n***a throw me bags [Method Man] Lets trick the night fantastic Im flexable, they used to call me plastic These big bu*t b**hes get they a** kicked It is what it is, sh**tin' on y'all kids Couldn't live where we live I can't be defeated like nobody used to wizz Like, when daddy's home can't nobody beat the kids Right? You know the clan and you know the f**in' man Meth rock a mic without a kickstand Two blunts, and razors in his wristband Slap you and your b**h man Lookin' in your lobby, call me stick-man When it's goin' down, call me quicksand Zero to sixty in a second, pack a Smith & Weston And if the price is right, you can be the next contestant For this aggression, no question, M-E to the F it be flexin' As hard as my erection, kid learn your lesson Cuz what if I decide to start testin' the joint in the muthaf**in session? [Saukrates] Let a n***a get into it Lubricate y'all veins with your "Do-It" fluid I Einstein these rymes, spit these thangs to prove it Cross with the mac, in fact my games are truest Now im on the highway, doing it my way With Street the legal, Meth, Roc, and Doc friday Performin' like the weather was warm And drop heat on the streets through zero degree storms And keep the ghetto, pop your metal Smoke it like a cigarette till ya optic yellow The addiction, aint no friction I got them rap heads fillin' out a prescription With diciton, they in thick, when I put fire to the stakes And burn the arch, like a iron to your face These long hard years spent Oxy-Cleanin' - make it clear Look out! Big 'Sauks is here, hit the bu*ton