Biscuits

Method Man

Intro:




What? What you want?



Represent represent represent



Yeah represent check it out check it out




Yo mama don't wear no drawers!



I saw her when she took them off!



Standin on the welfare line eatin swine



Tryin to look fine with her stank behind



You can ask the bitch and she'll tell ya fast



Meth Tical got STYLE with his nasty ass




Verse One:




Are you ready to face the consenquences and suffer?



I even tell ya momma you ain't shit, motherfucker



Bring it, and let that killer bee kid sting it



And rep-resent, it's like heads up a brick, when I'm swing it



Get lost, I break you off something



I'm pumpin, like a Reebok, with a pump, from the jump and



You was nothin



Bet ya thought ya fuckin clan had ya fuckin back but they was frontin



Smokin dirt blunts and fuckin nasty stunts and



Ya take the naked gun without the bullet, what ya bustin



Get ya ship sunken, fuckin with a drunken



Master disaster at enemy rap functions




Interlude:




Huh, just an echo



Yoo-hoo ripin-ripin in the valley



Yoo-hoo ripin-ripin so to bring back



Sweet memories of you



And you can even ask your crew



Betcha bottom dollar that they tell ya fast



Meth-Tical got STYLE with his nasty ass




Verse Two:




Who said the Wu-Tang Clan? Was it you or your man?



You wanna point the finger, I'll bring ya



36 chambers, be out, youze in danger



Let me pull ya brain outcha ass with a hanger



Didn't momma not tell ya not to talk to a stranger



Now ya got ya neck, in the noose, of the strangler



Just recline, keep the Meth in mind



I'll even test the knuckle check on the hands of time