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Shaolin What?!? (Letra)

Method Man

Method Man

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

(method man)
I’m the bastard the total package like lex luger
Pull a sting like a yellow jacket makin manuevers
Through the slums nigga iron lung ladies and gentlemen
Welcome to my torture chamber pen and pendulum
Foul play year t2000 be judgement day
Face millenium hell to pay
My knuckles soft from the star wars of han solo
South paw ring your bell like its quasimodo what is the law?
Stay hardcore my clan logo move to quik to catch a photo
Jettin on land like jet moto now we lord on the conduit?
These niggaz actin like they been through it
As if the hardcore to the truest
I can’t lose like parker lewis
Set in my ways..
Got you corny niggaz askin who is .. johnny blaze
Get a late pass stinkin ass sucker ass
Now you sufferin like succotash
While johnny cash is makin moves on your moneybags
Im strict love stickin hundreds in your honeys ass
My verbal bucket in the background
Holdin me down watching these clowns
As they eyeballin all day in the mind
Gettin high y’all
Put it on the skyfold the nite troll
Rap infected get the lysol to disinfect it
You don’t know me or my fuckin method
That’s the shit that made me tip
When i wrote a pitch how many leech it
Stapleton, the wild west park hill
Now borne jungle nils one more game hit me with
That shit they be smokin..
Got cali niggaz loc’in new york niggaz open
John hay phenomenon the megabomb
Transformed in a firearm like megatron
Youget stepped on and shit upon, i’ma stay calm
Knowin brothers wanna do me harm
Shaolin whylen what .. punks

(breaking glass)
We got love for those who got love for us

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Shaolin What (Letra)

Method Man

Method Man

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

[Method Man]
I’m the bastard, the total package like Lex Luger
Pull a sting like a yellow jacket, makin manuever
through the slum nigga Iron Lung, ladies and gentlemen
Welcome to my torture chamber, pit and the pendulum
Foul play, T 2000 be "Judgement Day"
Face millenium – hell to pay
My knuckles soft from these Star Wars of Han Solo; southpaw
Ring your bell like it’s Quasimodo – what is the law?
Stay hardcore my Clan logo, move to quik to catch a photo
Jettin on land like Jet Moto
Now we roll up on the conduit
These niggaz actin like they been through it;
as if they heart beat the truest
I +Can’t Lose+ like +Parker Lewis+, set in my ways
Got you corny niggaz askin who is .. Johnny Blaze?
Get a late pass stankin-ass (ha) sucker ass
Now you sufferin like succotash (wha-what-what) while Johnny Cash
makin moves on your moneybag, I’m strip clubbin
Stickin hundreds in yo’ honey ass; my brothers buggin
in the background, holdin me down, watchin these clowns
as they eyeball I pay it no mind – gettin high y’all
Look at the scaffold, the night tall
Rap infected get the Lysol, to disinfect it
You don’t know me or my effin Method
That’s the shit that made me ticked
When I throw the pitch, how many catch it?
Stapleton, the Wild West Park Hill
Port Richmond, Now Borne Jungle Nils
One mo’ gaen – hit me with that SHIT they be smokin
Got Cali niggaz loc’n, New York niggaz open
John Jay phenomenon, the mega-bomb
Transformed into firearm (pow) like Megatron
You get stepped on and shit upon, I’m still calm
knowin brothers wanna do me harm – Shaolin what?

(Shaolin what, huh?) {*breaking glass*}
Y’all niggaz make room for daddy, for real
(Holla if you hear me)
We got love for those that got love for us
(Show your lust; your best bet is to roll with us)
Now go to your room (hang it up)