The What

I used to get feels on a *****
Now I throw shields on the **** to stop me from that HIV ****
And *****z know they hot like a twinkie filling
Playing the Villian prepare for this rap killing

Biggie smalls is the illest

Your style is played out, like Arnold wondered
'What you talking bout Willis?'

The thrill is gone, the black Frank White
Is here to excite and throw **** to dykes
*****es I like em brainless, guns I like em stainless steel
I want the ****in Fortune like the wheel

I squeeze gets till my clips is empty
Dont tempt me you dont want to **** with Biggie

Here I am, Ill be damned if this aint some ****
Come to spread the butter lyrics over hominy grit
Its the low killer death trap, yes Im a jet black ninja

Comin where you rest at, surrender
Step inside the ring, youre the number one contender
Lookin cold booty like your ***** in December

***** stop *** **in, button up ya lip and

From Method all you gettin is a can of ass-whippin
Hey, Ill be kickin, you son, you doin all the yappin
Actin as if it cant happen
You front and got me mad enough to touch somethin
Yo Im from Shaolin, Island, and aint afraid to bust somethin
So what cha want *****, ya punk *** **

I got a six-shooter and a horse named Trigger

Its real, ninety-four, rugged raw

Kickin down your god damn door

**** the world, dont ask me for ****

And everything you get ya gotta work hard foot it

Honies shake your hips, ya dont stop

And *****z pack the clips, keep on

Verse two, comin with that Olde E brew
Meth-tical, puttin *****z back in I.C.U.

Im lifted troop, you can bring yours wack ass crew
I got connections, Ill get that ass stuck like glue, huh
No question, I be comin down and ****
Yo I gets rugged as a **********in carpet get

And *****z love it, not in the physical form but in the mental
I spark and they cells get warm
Im not a gentle, man, Im a Method, Man
Baby accept it, utmost respect it

Assume the position, stop, look and listen

I spit on your grave then I grab my Charles ****ens
Welcome to my center, honies feel it deep in they placenta

Cold as the pole in the winter, far from the inventor
But I got this rap **** sewed and when my Mac unloads
Im guaranteed another video

Ready to die, why I act that way
Pop Duke left Mom Duke the **** ** took the back way
So instead of makin hoes suck my **** up, I used to do stick-up
Cause hoes is irritatin like the hiccups

Excuse me, flows just grow through me like trees to branches

Cliffs to avalanches, its the praying mantis

Deep like the mind of Farrakhan

A ********** in rap phenomenon, plus
I got more glocks and techs than you
I make it hot ***** wont even stand next to you
***** touchme you better bust me three times in the head
Or ************s dead, ya thought so

**** the world, dont ask me for * ***
And everything you get ya gotta work hard for it
Honies shake your hips, ya dont stop

And *****z pack the clips, keep on
* *** the world, dont ask me for ****

And everything you get ya gotta work hard for it

Honies shake your hips, ya dont stop

And *****z pack the clips, keep on