Method Man - Serious lyrics

rate me

Ft. Hanz On

Hanz on he yo beast

Meth lab we gon' feast

Mad now call him Cheech

Meth man got the Keef

Street lights in the buildin'

Wu bang for the children

Ya know the Staten, and we the best

Come meet these killers in the flesh

Five thousand dollas on the luv sofa

Stealin' public houses with them luv coca

Still luv the culture and them bud smokers

But to my soldiers that cross line, that luvs ova

See I ain't neva wrote a raps ova

A loss cost but a win free, just ask sofa

Situation fishy like some bad chocha

Or y'all just tryin' to twist me like some bad yoga (flow)

Part kill, nigga, what it is

Nowadays I got bills and kids

Like bills in that type of shit

These niggas busy tryin' to keep it lit

Homie lyin' on the smartphone (stop lyin')

I'm tryin' to tell em need to stop holmes

This shit ain't bout eatin' babies

And have em have me actin' crazy

I'm 2 hot and still fire, baby

And 2Pac is still alive, baby

I luv my family cuz they mine baby

They get the squeezin' like Liam Neeson, you try and take me

Whateva happen to them crack babies

Hell, I don't know where the knowledge, smokin' some crack maybe

And I don't know where ya rappers gettin' yo batch lately

Before yarappers, its a rap send in a fat lady

Its like my killers they on call dog

Do ya dirty call ya boss hog

Terminate em like a loss

I see his death to all those fake frauds

I swear to god I'm so serious

Got me gettin' these guns if yacurious

From killin' out here to the west

Got lavels callin' cause I rhyme slick

Ask berry crock where them pies trick

See I ain't lyin' when that lie lit

I touch a cloud, it only raise when I spit

I'm tryna tell these rappers when I spit

Update the app in yo Iphones like Iquick