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Da Rockwilder Lyrics

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[Verse One: Method Man]





Microphone checker, swinging sword lecture


closing down the sectar supreme neck protector


Bet I won em kid Mr. Metha warming pot


about to blow his lid from the pressure, too hot for TV


but cheesy, Too many wanna be hard be easy, is all in together


going all not together it don't take much to please me


Still homes are never satisfy like the stones


we don't condome biting in the selling crossbones


protecting what am writing don't clash with the Titan


who blast with a licence to kill rap presitence


C'mon, in the zone with ya nigga from the Group Home


TICAL!!(Fuck your lifestyle!!) (Blew wind)...put your lights out


got the shit the cracking got you fienin with your pipes out


time for some action, surfing the avenue


mad at you, where I used to battle crews


back when Antoinette had that attitude


Cover me I'm going in, walls closing in


got us busting off these pistols


my niggas got issues...again, same song


armed with the mega bomb


Blow you out the frame and I'm gone.





[Verse Two: Redman]





I was going to Buck-we-romes, cellular phones


Doc-Meth back in the flesh, blood and bone


don't condone Spent bank loans and homegrown


suckers break like Turbo


and Ozone, when I, grab the broom


moon-walk platoon hawk my goons spark


leave you in a blue lagoon lost (true)


three nines and a glove with masu di die in the car


right behind on the boss


Haters don't touch, weigh us both up


now my neighbor doped up


got the cable hooked up. All channels


lift my shirt all Mammal


you ship off keys and we ship Grand Pianos.


sawed off shotgun


hand on the pump, sipping on a forty


smoking on a blunt


bust my gun and Red and Meth getting jumped


La la la la, la la la la





yeah c'mon, Red and Meth getting jumped


La la la la, la la la la