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アーティスト:Method Man  アルバム:4:21...The Day After  作詞:BEAN RONALD MAURICE/CHARLES PATRICK/HUNTER JASON S  作曲:BEAN RONALD MAURICE/CHARLES PATRICK/HUNTER JASON S 

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(feat. Inspectah Deck, Streetlife) [Intro: Method Man] Yeah... yeah... Allah Math... Yeah... yo... yo... [Method Man] Y'all ain't never stopping the kid, why y'all knocking the king? Would ya like a shot of liquor or like a shot to the rib? Plus you stay on top of they grills, stay on top of they biz Thinking niggaz plotting on hairs, think they not when they is This is Staten Island gully, you dig? It's getting ugly And I ain't found a court that can judge me, the block love me Like nines to the side of the skully, popping they top I'd rather pop bubbly, one for B.I.G. and one for Pac Nigga, trust me, I'm hot as they get, like Al Green Getting hit by a pot of them grits, yo, nahmeen? Y'all don't really want no parts of this, soon as a nigga Start shining, niggaz start some shit, my guard lit Like a boss, head nigga in charge, get in these drawers Fitted, nine inches bigger than yours This Meth dude got that food, and he serving it raw Told you before, I bring the pain, and now I'm hurting them, pa Hurting them, pa... [Chorus 2X: Streetlife] Up from the 36, back on that bullshit Okay, I'm reloaded, strapped with a full clip Staten Island's the borough, Park Hill, we still click Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang, that's the Clan, we run shit [Inspectah Deck] Aiyo, you fucking with some capital G's, Allah Math Streetlife, Meth Man, plus the Masta and me Soldier I, make it happen, indeed, my sick gift Had the highest paid hoe, get it cracking for free Worldwide, still trapped in the


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