Method Man - Konichiwa Bitches lyrics

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"Konichiwa bitches"

What up, what up, these niggaz suck

They can't hold a fort, better hold that thought, B.

If I can't get it off, see my attitude is MSG

Fuck it, I'm salty, the game been loss me

Pay ya dues, it cost me, who acting like I'm past my prime

Hey Carlton Fisk, nigga, pass the nine, who wanna cross me, now?

And put my body in the lost and found

You with the business, then bust off a round

It's like the passions of Christ, get crucified just for having that ice

And the audacity for having that life, while niggaz starving & shit

The main reason they be robbing and shit

The same reason you've been targeted bitch (these niggaz must of forgot)

The thin line between a hoe and a trick

Give 'em the clip between the four and the fifth (yea, motherfucker I'm high)

There I go again, blowing a spliff

When I exhale, it's like I'm blowing a kiss (konichiwa bitches)

N.Y.C., is all I see

O.D.B., nigga, R.I.P. (konichiwa bitches)

This Killa Beez on ya M.I.C.

You want it all, well then y'all like me (konichiwa bitches)

Come on, come on, I think they playing my song

I came to blow them out the frame, and I'm gone (konichiwa bitches)

M-E-T, to the H-O-D

Why motherfuckers wanna hate on me? (konichiwa bitches)

For every rhyme, there's a hair on my chest

Scared of the Man, you should be scared of the Meth

Now every damn that I drop, is homicidal, that could dare to be done

There's no survival, now who care to be next? (if you don't know me by now)

Know where the borough is, doing it for

The most thoroughest, you doing the most, pa

The French call it "forpa" when fucking with son, the odds a hundred to none

Too many flavors, y'all ain't fucking with one

It's getting deep, see the plot thicker

No place to be, if you bi-atch, nigga

Outside the Clan, we always got RZA

I put it down, like I don't give a

One in the head, I bet he don't get up, we drinking malt liquor

Out of your Benz, just to talk slicker

Then paint a scene that you can all picture

You going in? Well, let me walk with cha

It's Method Man, but for short Mr., Mef (konichiwa bitches)