文本歌词

N.Y.C. Everything - Method Man (方法人)/Masta Killa/Raekwon
Yo yo yo
From the heart of Medina to
The head of Fort Greene
Now I see Everything
Niggas who sling
Shaoling cats throw inside a bing
Bobby Digital got the golden seal sting
Rhyme star I write a hundred
Thousand dollar bar
My pinstripe comma deletes your power bar
Dr Octopus tentacles
Same as different song
Bob Digital instrumental
Nothing's indentitcal
You biter non writer
Mr Potato Head or Ida
Deep fried crinkle cut
One nickel cup f**ked your whole LP up
You must be stupid you liar
I'm the purifier live wire
Hip hop reviver
A suicide mission you're committing
Go against the Wu Tang henchmen
Perfect precision marksman
Spit darts an flip charts 'an
Archery shots aimed at your heart then
Daffy Duckest will still
Bring Da Motherf**kin Ruckus
Project Killa Hill be the buckest
Smoke blunts drink Bud Light
Beer wit Buzz Lightyear
Wet from here to infinity for them white hair
Bobby Digital overthrow
Your whole citadel
Mista pitiful your whole
Shrap stack is dispicable
Undernourished your sh*t cannot flourish
Cherish every moment of
His love before you perish
B**ch chicka chicka chich
Watch me switch
Looking for a bird I can hitch
Into your atmosphere
Take your p**sy out like a pap smear
Make you smile
At the same time crack a tear
Smack ya rear ****** saliva
Trojan wear rough rider
Up inside ya xxxx applehead
Opens up your clit wider
Taste the apple cider
You become strong
Then become a prider
Bobby Bobby Bobby
Digi Digi Digi
Stuck to your a** like a
Victoria's Secret wedgie
Heart of Medina to the
Head of Fort Greene
Now I see Everything
Niggas who sling
Shaolin cats thrown inside the bing
Bobby Digital got the killa bee sting
From the heart of Medina
To the head of Fort Green
Now-Y-C Everything niggas who sling
Shaolin cats is thrown inside the bing
Bobby Digital got the killa bee sting
Drink a Heineken
As we go inside the mind again
Nevermindin men droppin gem
Can he shine again
Most definate
Let this be my last willing testament
For the pesimist
Exercise for the Exorcist
Johnny Treacherous like Three
I'm supposed to be
Perpetuous desimate the poetry
'Cause everything is close to me
The lectorous Jonathon
King of the seven seas
Battle wit Leviathon
The Methodist poly to your deficit
Hit it up
If I can't live it up somebody
Gotta give it up
John J blow 'em out the
Water adopt the Bombey
Your b**ch look like Stronjay
Look at me the wrong way
Burn one and sautee
Bringing you different ways to sword play
They bustin Bullets Over Broadway
Deep Cover
I'm like Larry when the Fish burn
I burn rubber
'Cause I'm not an easy lover
To the midnight
Butt naked wit a knife
Ask my alien likes
I've been crazy all my life
Hardtime homicide
Time flys do or die
Crooked a** and crooked eye
Scripture from the darkside
Johnny 5 I reside in
The killa bee hive
Only the strong gon' survive
On the depths of the killa to the top
We're now born
Wilding on Staten Island
Be the poet John John
Can't forget Bobby
If I did I'd feel gyp
Like my sandwich ain't a sandwich
Without Miracle Whip
From the depths of the killa to the top
We're now born
Wildin on Staten Island be
The poet John John
Can't forget Digi
If I did I'd feel gyp
Like my sandwich ain't a sandwich
Without Miracle Whip