Method Man Feat. Busta Rhymes - What's Happenin' lyrics
rate meAiyo, Tical? What up, Fam?<br />
You know Busta-Bust had to come see you<br />
God, it's good to see you, God<br />
Good too see you too<br />
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Let's take the streets for a little ride<br />
Okay, we ridin' high<br />
Yeah, you better light your L, smoke your L<br />
And just kiss the sky<br />
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And if you ever disrespect the<br />
Bust or Meth, find their mentor<br />
Yeah, I-I-I think the streets been lookin'<br />
For this one for a long time<br />
Yeah, aiyo, come on<br />
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I came to bring the pain, more hard to the brain<br />
Tical, I'm bustin' that ass again<br />
I burn like acid rain, that acid slang<br />
These niggaz try'nna see how I come ash again<br />
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Main and evident, I'm huntin', yes, Meth for president<br />
Be in hell with Dazel and George, just for the hell of it<br />
And I ain't yellow kid, flows hot as kettle get<br />
Now, if you ain't fuckin' with that, you must be celibate<br />
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Spaz! Just a little, got a sack lookin' fizzle<br />
Little Hash in the middle, where it at? In the middle, yup<br />
Mommy, if you got a fat ass, make it jiggle, yup<br />
Put it in my next video shot by Little X<br />
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And M E F gon' work til there ain't any left<br />
I'm tryin' get what I'm worth and not a penny less<br />
Think fast, come on, bank cash, come on<br />
Everybody do it with your stank ass, just come on<br />
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Make you rob somebody, grab somebody<br />
Stomp somebody, slap somebody<br />
Make you wanna step to the bar and sip Bacardi<br />
Wild out spaz in the club, we in the party<br />
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Brooklyn, come on, Shaolin, come on<br />
Queensbridge down to Long Island, come on<br />
Bronx nigga, come on, Manhattan, come on<br />
To each and every hood, what's happenin' come on<br />
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Yeah, let 'em talk, nigga, come on Bust<br />
Aiyo Meth, let me get at these niggaz, yeah<br />
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Now, watch me back your shit up, I hope your people pull up<br />
And pick up and pack your shit up, homey, it's time to move<br />
While I'm singin', ma, do you let relieve you of all of your<br />
Figure seating sketching? Never believe in your niggaz, come on<br />
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Go head and babble, you can watch me patiently waiting<br />
Aimin', attackin', instead, I'ma let one of my bitches slap you<br />
I ain't watch you when your niggaz'll try<br />
To feel a wrath of the un-rudely waking of a sleeping giant<br />
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Very defiant, once, I give you the pressure<br />
And then, I apply it and then your breathing<br />
Is stopped and totally quiet<br />
Captain of this ship so call me the pilot<br />
I leave you and your crew to collide with me<br />
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Die, stomp on a nigga, just like a herd of a thousand cattle<br />
That'll travel over your face and frazzle your shit<br />
Shot you, worst than a brick and then be torturin' you<br />
And then get the reverend and get to steppin', nigga<br />
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This shit'll make you rob somebody, grab somebody<br />
Stomp somebody, slap somebody<br />
Make you wanna step to the bar and sip Bacardi<br />
Wild out spaz in the club, we in the party<br />
<br />
Brooklyn, come on, Shaolin, come on<br />
Queensbridge down to Long Island, come on<br />
Bronx nigga, come on, Manhattan, come on<br />
To each and every hood, what's happenin' come on<br />
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That's the truth, my nigga<br />
Nigga, listen, listen, let me talk, let me talk<br />
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Can't you see what I got for you, now?<br />
Shake your big fat ass in front of me, now<br />
To all my high bidders, to all my live niggaz<br />
We here to blackout, follow the story now<br />
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Just feel my heat and you know I'm gonna<br />
Just keep the street but nigga, did you<br />
Know when you 'bout to lose it, my nigga?<br />
And you know we gon' get real stupid, my nigga?<br />
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See the police coming, fireman coming<br />
Street niggaz ready to riot and start dummin'<br />
I love to see it, whenever you and your man frontin'<br />
Me and Meth'll step to you, quick, and smash somethin'<br />
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Now who is he? Dope M.C. killin' these cowards<br />
Wack niggaz get pimp slapped, give me some powder<br />
Click-clack, one in your back, now, think about it<br />
Get back, runnin' your gap, I can't allow it<br />
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Well, every nigga set it off, you know we seeing it through God<br />
The streets be needing niggaz like me and you, God<br />
Aiyo, I think we're up, seen it from here, we got a mile and yo<br />
Logical, we should've did this shit a long time ago<br />
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I got that shit that make rappers shit in they shoes<br />
Nasty M.C., I spit flows and spit in they food<br />
Man, don't tempt me, I'm nothin' like a curious child<br />
I'm simply a boy in the hood with furious childs<br />
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This shit'll make you rob somebody, grab somebody<br />
Stomp somebody, slap somebody<br />
Make you wanna step to the bar and sip Bacardi<br />
Wild out spaz in the club, we in the party<br />
<br />
Brooklyn, come on, Shaolin, come on<br />
Queensbridge down to Long Island, come on<br />
Bronx nigga, come on, Manhattan, come on<br />
To each and every hood, what's happenin' come on<br />
<br />
Every day, every rotation, come with it<br />
Let me talk, come on, aiyo God, yeah, Lord?<br />
Flipmode Wu-Tang, nigga, ain't that some shit?<br />
That's some shit, actually truthfully, Busta Bust<br />
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Meth Tical, yeah, yeah, hey, let me know<br />
When you wanna do that again, God<br />
Shit, we can do that right now<br />
Shout out to New Jersey, yeah
