The Great White Hype movie - Bring the Pain (Alternative Mix) lyrics

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Song by Method Man<br /><br>

(he keeps talks to the class)<br>

Basically (fuck you) can't fuck with me<br>

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[Verse One:]<br>

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I came to bring the pain hardcore from the brain<br>

Let's go inside my astral plane<br>

Find out my mental's based on instrumental<br>

records hey, so I could write monumental<br>

Methods, I'm not the King<br>

But niggaz is decaf I stick em for the cream<br>

check it, just how deep can shit get<br>

Deep as the abyss and brothers is mad just accept it<br>

In your Cross Colour, clothes you've crossed over<br>

Then got totally crossed out like Kris Kross<br>

Who da boss? Niggaz get tossed to the side<br>

and I'm the dark side of the force<br>

Of course it's the Method, Man from the Wu-Tang Clan<br>

I be hectic, and coming for the head piece protect it<br>

Fuck it, two tears in a bucket, niggaz want the ruckus<br>

bustin at me punk now bust it<br>

Styles, I gets buckwild<br>

Method Man on some shit, pullin niggaz files<br>

I'm sick, insane crazy, Drivin Miss Daisy<br>

out her fuckin mind now I got mine I'm Swayze<br>

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[Chorus:]<br>

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Is it real son, is it really real son<br>

Let me know it's real son, if it's really real<br>

Something I could feel son, load it up and kill one<br>

Want it raw deal son, if it's really real<br>

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[Interlude: Booster]<br>

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(The Booster!)<br>

And when I was a lil stereo<br>

I listened to some champion<br>

I always wondered<br>

Will now I be the numba one?<br>

Now you listen to de gargon<br>

And de gargon summary<br>

And any man dat come test me<br>

Me gwanna lick out dem brains<br>

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[Verse Two:]<br>

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Brothers want to hang with the Meth bring the rope<br>

the only way you hang is by the neck nigga poke<br>

off the set comin to your projects<br>

Take it as a threat, better yet it's a promise<br>

Comin from a vet on some old Vietnam shit<br>

Nigga you can bet your bottom dollar hey I bomb shit<br>

And it's gonna get even worse word to God<br>

It's the Wu comin through vickin niggaz for they garments<br>

Movin on your left, southpaw em it's the Meth<br>

Came to represent and carve my name in your chest<br>

You can come test realize you're no contest<br>

Son I'm the gun that won that old Wild West<br>

Quick on the draw with my hands on the four<br>

nine three eleven with the rugged rhymes galore<br>

Check it cause I think not when it's hip-hop like proper<br>

Rhymes be the proof when i'm drinkin 90 proof<br>

Huh vodka, no OJ, no straw<br>

When you give it to me yeah, give it to me raw<br>

I've learned that when you drink Absolut straight it burns<br>

Enough to give my chest hairs a perm<br>

I don't need a chemical blow to pull a hoe<br>

All I need is Chemical Bank to pay the mo<br>

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[Outro:]<br>

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Basically you're left with Meth-Tical<br>

{Northern spicy brown mustard hoes} coming with Tical<br>

and when you see it happen, you stick em<br>

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Puttin Def Jam's on my records, it's on<br>

I'll fuckin, slide you down a rusty razor-blade<br>

into a pool of alcohol<br>

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(alright bring it back)<br>

I'll fuckin, I'll fuckin, cut your kneecaps off<br>

and make you kneel in some staircase piss<br>

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I'll fuckin (that nigga got his but cut)<br>

cut your eyelids off (and served by the cube)<br>

and feed you nothing but sleeping pills (like a cool Cuban<br>

out this motherfucker... he got a half a joint, and one eyebrow)<br>

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(Yeah and Rae got a shell-toe)<br>

You motherfucker<br>

(One shell-toe Adidas on his feet)<br>

(Sooooo??) So fuck the hoe<br>

Fuck the hoe<br>

Look at this nigga, this motherfuckin, shoe-lookin<br>

Baby spicy mustard, shoe-lookin!<br>

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