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Somebody Done F**ked Up - Method Man
Written by：Kejuan Waliek Muchita/Clifford Smith
Yeah one two one two
It's big m e f
The phenom from vietnam
Fresh out of rehab yo
On my way the we spot ha ha
What's good
What's that
What's hood
Staten island advance
Big up to my man magic down in mia
What up cuzo
Knock knock who is it ah sh*t
Hot peas and butter
Come and get it
Somebody done f**ked up now
Meth spit it I comes with it
Quick to tell these critics
Eat a didick somebody done f**ked up now
Y'all done did it done stepped in it
Now run and tell them
Ni**a who the realest
Somebody done f**ked up now
Can you dig it you'll never stop the kid
Up in the fitted
Live with it somebody done f**ked up
Look I'm cutting corners on these clowns
Mariona and pounds
Found with staten island niggas
That run up on you with rounds
Take a drag pass it around
Guess who back in your town
And the crowd vict'
With officer brown patting him down
Sh*t's thick thick as harmony grits
'Cause with some thugs
Ain't no harmony b**ch
Them ni**a probably snitch
Y'all be the judge
Look what happened to cocheese
What happens when your co d's is talking to police
You dig
Half a cig let me f**k with ya wig
Although you loving the style
They're ain't a pedophile could f**k with the kid
Now that I'm back up on my feet
Take it back to the streets
In the gm with your bm in the passenger seat
Riding hood by my hood
Ain't no hike in the wood
Life is good it's so good
Live it twice if I could
Man it's me once again it's that wu tang
Crushing the sh*t that you bring
You know how we do things
Knock knock who is it
Ah sh*t hot peas and butter
Come and get it
Somebody done f**ked up now
Meth spit it
I comes with it quick to tell these critics
Eat a didick somebody done f**ked up now
Y'all done did it done stepped in it
Now run and tell them
Ni**a who the realest
Somebody done f**ked up now
Can you dig it
You'll never stop the kid up in the fitted
Live with it somebody done f**ked up
Yo pulling my shoes up
Scuffing my timbs back to when
Puffing again who stunting
Cops f**ked with them
Feeling the blow goose bumping the skin
And on the scale
Of nothing to ten
A ten man it's nothing to him
See you can tell by how
I'm clutching my pen
Like mae weather
Touching her chin she stunting
Going up in her friend
Tell the label give me something
To spin and every light got a price
You want a slice but we ain't cutting you in
Man these fiends know my past work
Held a monkey
Until they back hurt
Money talking wonder what that's worth
And mcf mean cash first sh*t
Picture the kid
On the beach in hawaii minus the grass skirt
Blast first ask questions last
Black herse ni**a
Stretch yo a y'all ni**a
Know what this is
It's new yitty this ain't just a fad
It's m e f and I ain't biggie
But I'm just as bad boy
Who is it
Ah sh*t it hot peas and butter
Come and get it
Somebody done f**ked up now
Meth spit it I comes with it
Quick to tell these critics
Eat a didick somebody done f**ked up now
Y'all done did it done stepped in it
Now run and tell them
Ni**a who the realest
Somebody done f**ked up now
Can you dig it
You'll never stop the kid up in the fitted
Live with it somebody done f**ked up
Yeah
Big m e f staten island advance
Motherf**ker
Word up don't ever count me out
Just count me the f**k in
I'll be back for more