Method Man - Errbody Scream lyrics
rate me<FONT size="1"><B>(feat. Keith Murray)</B></FONT><BR><BR>
"Everybody just scream!"<br>
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<i>[Intro: Redman (Method Man) {Keith Murray}]</i><br>
Gilla House, aiyo, Meth, nigga? (What up?)<br>
Aiyo, Keith Murray, nigga, pass the muthafucking weed, nigga<br>
{Meth, got that joint} (Nah, you got that shit, nigga, stop playing)<br>
You know how I do when I come in the muthafucking building, man<br>
Redman, nigga<br>
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"Everybody just scream!"<br>
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<i>[Redman]</i><br>
Call your moms on the phone, it's the jam<br>
I got jet ski's that ride over land<br>
Since a young buck had fire in my hands<br>
When I was bumping "Roxanne, Roxanne"<br>
I got gin and an O.J.<br>
Rock 'friday' to 'next friday' like O'Shea<br>
Hit the west coast, six four on tray<br>
Doctor Bombay, sick flow all day<br>
I don't play fair, niggas can't see me<br>
That's why I make it do what it do, baby, yeah<br>
You want some, yeah, niggas hit the floor<br>
When I kick in the door, wave in the four four<br>
For sure, Uncle Snoop, where's the coupe?<br>
Cuz I keep a hoe fighting like New York and Hoopz<br>
Strap up your boots, move around<br>
Pick it up like engine number nine<br>
It's mine, homey, Tech, what's good?<br>
And it ain't hard to tell how I rep my hood<br>
You a beast like me, rep your hood<br>
Sign the check when I mic check, one-two<br>
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<i>[Chorus: all]</i><br>
West Coast niggas love getting it started<br>
Down South niggas love getting it started<br>
East Coast niggas love getting it started<br>
But when we in the house shit get retarded<br>
When we in the house shit get retarded<br>
When we in the house shit get retarded<br>
We came to finish what ya'll done started<br>
"Everybody just scream!"<br>
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<i>[Keith Murray]</i><br>
Aiyo, fuck your prognosis on who's the dopest<br>
You get skate like super chronic holitosis<br>
If you looking for beef, you know you gon' get it<br>
Got ya'll niggas yellin' 'callin' the cops, get the paramedics'<br>
Keith Murray, Method Man, Redman<br>
Hip hop got Barack in his B-Boy stance<br>
Like a nigga with no legs, you don't stand a chance<br>
Against the Wu-Tang, Def Squad, L.O.D. wardance<br>
One glance, watch Keith Murray hop out<br>
In a hurry, cold like a McFlurry<br>
No Mickey D's, show me the money like Jerry Maguire<br>
L.O.D. for hire, I'm ready<br>
I rep Strong Island, bums get rushed<br>
I pack house like Biggie in Notorious<br>
We warriors, who the fuck are you?<br>
I pop an E and the gun go Pikachu<br>
Niggas know how deep the crew, get at me<br>
I'm nasty, but I went from ashy to classy<br>
Got badunkadunks waving all at me<br>
Cuz I be, doing my thing and making everybody scream<br>
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<i>[Chorus]</i><br>
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<i>[Method Man]</i><br>
Yo, Brick City, Staten, Long Island, we back<br>
More violent on the track, black talent and a gat<br>
Bomb shit, like a nigga wilding in Iraq<br>
See the truth of the fact, niggas lying in they raps<br>
Me? I'm a diamond in the rough in the cut<br>
Like paroxide, got mine frying in the Dutch<br>
Forget about your top 5, try and top mines<br>
Take shine like I got mine ironing your guts<br>
You know I keep it fired up, fire in the hole<br>
To the game, old and tired, I be tired when I'm old<br>
I'm trying to keep it hot like the pile up in the stove<br>
While these rappers losing power putting powder in they nose<br>
Meth, Keith Murray and Redman, yo<br>
Fuck you and your mama on a headband, hoe<br>
You can call the kid a modern day Van Gogh<br>
Take the art to a place where the fake can't go<br>
My chain and my pants hang low<br>
Got my own namebrand, I'm the man made, bro<br>
Cash in advance, I'mma blow up with the dough<br>
Whoa ho ho, don't let me like slow up with flow<br>
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<i>[Chorus]</i><br>
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