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I Get My Thang In Action (Explicit) - Method Man
'Good wu tang martial expert
There's not many
Who can match up with him'
Wanna Niggaz test my steez
Ni**a please
I black that eye like peas
You better freeze
In your tracks a Wu-Tang
Killer bee's on ya back
I comes for the honey
Plus the phat money sack
You want it all
Yeah I want it all like that
I stab my own moms
In the back for a stack
Niggaz like 'Damn
Why you want it like that '
'Cause I'm a dog
And I got no love for the cat
Attitude's cold like the North
Polar cap
Where I do my dirt's a little further
Down the map is that so
A little Buckwhylin Island called Stat'
Where niggaz carry gats
In they Black Moon hat
Now I'm mad known
For the bones and the rap
And youse an unknown
With a faulty contract
Wake up and smell the Met-chod
Motherf**ker contact
Villain in the cypher
From the foe when head crack
An Indian giver
And I'm out to take it back
Shaolin Island baby where you at
A runaway train that be runnin'
On ya track
How That's it's goin down yeah
It's goin down like that
I gets my thang in action
To live to love to see to learn
Yo Tell em what's happenin'
What's happenin
I'll tell yo' a** what's happenin
Tell 'em what's happenin
It's goin' on out here
Brothers ain't got no peers
And they smokin' funny shuddup
Yo' damn mouth
I swing funky rap routines
And tap the jaws
Spot ya twenty points
And you still can't score
Nuttin' 'cause you ain't got no
In points this game
Kid you frontin'
I'm home run hittin'
You be buntin'
Fresh out the toilet
I got my sh*t together
When I'm good I'm good
When bad I'm better
You want it Whatever
I'll be the stormy weather
Rain comin down
So weatherproof your leather
Jacket a ni**a with
Hack a itaxe couldn't
I spark 'em like a match
Coming back it's the met chod
Say it loud
I'm the met-chod man clap yo' hands
Now check it
See me in the mix rollin' fat
Bustin' flicks
While my physical brother
Came through and got me lift
Niggaz that give I walk me by
The eye
The moment is f**kin' me up
Killin' my high
Ni**a get back ya p**sy cat
I'm fearsome
Basically that
I'm all of that
And then some
While I was out on tour
Goin' berserk
I heard you was at the sandbox
And kickin' dirt
All on my name
But you can't pull my file
You don't know me
And you don't know my style
Comin' out dere like dat dere Yea
Even Grizzly Adams couldn't bear
I taught the boy
Everything he know
Go on you bad motherf**kers
See I told you that kid
Go back to that Dolemite
Everybody needs
To love Dolemite
I love Dolemite
You love Dolemite
Hey how ni**a
I you know doin you
Knowin' I didn't when I did
Meth-tical sh*t I told the boy
If ya can't get yourself a ten
The least you can do
Is spark five two's
And we out method