on, I take the money and run I'm a dog, shit I fuck right in front of your son If you ain't got Missy and Meth want me to spit the hot shit for you? Nigga
Vertimas: Method Man. Šunų šilumos.
beef in small claims court, Judge Judy When you and I meet up, the fight heat up Bloody up ya wife beater then light weed up [Chorus] [Method Man]
shit? Believe that shit, slaughter, straight to camcorder I'm 'Too Hot for TV', rap draw water My windpipe's attached to project ballers You yell, "Turn the heat
Blaze Ja-Ja-ah-John Bla-Blaze J-Ja-J-Ja, John Blaze "Johnny Blaze ain't a damn thing changed!" -- Method Man Verse Three: Jadakiss Aiyyo my attitude
or sober Nigga talkin' thug walkin' all through yo' squad Y'all niggaz scared by a dog, I got my fo'-fo' for y'all It's like a hot, heated day homie,
could store half of it That ain't the half of it, I spit the blood of Christ on a catholic Lyrics specialist ain't this a bitch rip shit so effortless Smoke method with Method Man
dead? But I returned To give you what you waited four years, now to burn Hold your head and know your ledge, your life flash by Hey, kid, walk straight, master your high Method Man, Method Man, man
Transportin out, the poison in 'em Box 'em up in the aisle with the frozen dinners [method man] And them niggas that ran... [redman] My goal's to get 'em With the heat
small claims court, Judge Judy When you and I meet up, the fight heat up Bloody up ya wife beater then light weed up Chorus Method Man
priest from the tribe Of levi smoke out and not steal Or blunt spill The indestructable bobby steel's is here [method man] Yo in the heat of the night
? Method spits fire (Fire) The roof's on (Fire) My crew's on (Fire) Method spits The roof's on My crew's on Six minutes, Method Man, you're on If you
do get out of tune... And you can find shit in a silver spoon... And an old man's revenge can be a young man's ruin... Oh a?? and never look
Ja-Ja-ah-John Bla-Blaze J-Ja-J-Ja, John Blaze "Johnny Blaze ain't a damn thing changed!" -- Method Man Verse Three: Jadakiss Aiyyo my attitude is
drunk or sober ni**a talkin thug walkin all through yo' squad Y'all ni**az scared by a dog, I got my fo'-fo' for y'all It's like a hot, heated day homie
house Transportin out, the poison in 'em Box 'em up in the aisle with the frozen dinners [Method Man] And them niggas that ran... [Redman] My goal's to get 'em With the heat