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comeon, come on!



thats right, nonpoint, darwin`s, Grimm in the house lemme hear that shit



Heeeere we go...



Once upon a time not long ago When people wore pajamas and lived

life slow When laws were stern and justice stood And people was

behavin` like they are too good There lived a little boy who

was misled By a little boy and this is what he said, check it

"Me and you kid we gonna make some cash, Robbin` old folks and

makin` the dash..." Their jackets tied, money came wit` ease

But one couldn`t stop, it`s like he had a disease He jacked another

and another, Michael Jackson, Stevie Wonder stick up, stick up,

stick up, stick up The kid got wild startin` actin` erratic He

said I Got you all in check,

Yah Yah Yah Yah Yah

come on

Yah Yah Yah Yah Yah

come on

Yah Yah Yah Yah Yah

come on

Yah Yah Yah Yah Yah



When I step up in da place and yo I step correct, WOO-HAH!! I

Got you all in check,

I got dat head nod shit dat make you break yo neck,

WOO-HAH!! Got you all in check,

Well you know we come through to wreck the disco tech,

WOO-HAH!! Got you all in check,

Throw ya hands up in da air and never disrespect,

WOO-HAH!! Got you all in check.



YO grimm!

whats up?

Which mutha fucka stole my flow?

Eenie, meenie, minie, moe,

Throw them type of niggas right out my window,

Blast yo ass, hit you with a direct blow,

BLA!! Comin through like G.I.Joe,

Star Wars movie deal like Han Solo,

Make you bounce around like this was calypso,

Always shine cause I got the high pro glow,

You think that you can hide, you think you can lay low?

Roll up on your ass like Hawaii 5-0,

Mad out wit my dreads in my Kangol,

Forget da Moet nigga, just bash the Cisco,

YO! Take a trip down to Mexico,

Comeback wit dat shit dat might make you psyco,

Maximum frequencies through that stereo,

Sorry this is it but homeboy, I got to go!



yo, where you go where you at bring it back!

props to all my people on the hip hop scene who going fast than me

with abrushima my inspiration from youth killa beee got loose.



dont be teared dotn be mad, just give it the truth

M-E-T, H-O-D, Man

M-E-T, H-O-D, Man

M-E-T, H-O-D, Man

M-E-T, H-O-D, Man



Break yourself nigga!

Hey you get off my clooud

Let me get raw with my southpaw style

Mover, puffin` on a fat blunt from Cuba

It`s the Meth-Tical jet to Cal, I`m the buddha Monk on the hunt

for machine gun foes

I keeps you open like a slug from the shotgun punk

Double-barrel, yeah Meth bring it to them proper

Partner, you ain`t got no wins in me casa

Straight up, you movin` too fast so baby wait up

Took one, added seven more now you eight up

Get on down wit` your bad self

Get on down, listen to the sound, come on

Few can ever get this whole commit legit

See you all up in my dick

But you don`t know shit, uh-huh

What`s your definition of a real emcee

From what you dedicated, hey it must be me

Meth-Tical, a lewd descendant of the loud hip-hop

I go on to the break of dawn, and just don`t stop

Give me the green light, and the sign one way

Have you had your meth today

Huh, move it in, move it out

Stick it in, pull it out

Shake it up, shake it down

Come on down, Meth-Tical

Oh I hope and pray that I will

But today I am still

Just a...

M-E-T, H-O-D, Man

M-E-T, H-O-D, Man

M-E-T, H-O-D, Man

M-E-T, H-O-D, Man

comeon, come on!



thats right, nonpoint, darwin`s, Grimm in the house lemme hear that shit



Heeeere we go...



Once upon a time not long ago When people wore pajamas and lived

life slow When laws were stern and justice stood And people was

behavin` like they are too good There lived a little boy who

was misled By a little boy and this is what he said, check it

"Me and you kid we gonna make some cash, Robbin` old folks and

makin` the dash..." Their jackets tied, money came wit` ease

But one couldn`t stop, it`s like he had a disease He jacked another

and another, Michael Jackson, Stevie Wonder stick up, stick up,

stick up, stick up The kid got wild startin` actin` erratic He

said I Got you all in check,

Yah Yah Yah Yah Yah

come on

Yah Yah Yah Yah Yah

come on

Yah Yah Yah Yah Yah

come on

Yah Yah Yah Yah Yah



When I step up in da place and yo I step correct, WOO-HAH!! I

Got you all in check,

I got dat head nod shit dat make you break yo neck,

WOO-HAH!! Got you all in check,

Well you know we come through to wreck the disco tech,

WOO-HAH!! Got you all in check,

Throw ya hands up in da air and never disrespect,

WOO-HAH!! Got you all in check.



YO grimm!

whats up?

Which mutha fucka stole my flow?

Eenie, meenie, minie, moe,

Throw them type of niggas right out my window,

Blast yo ass, hit you with a direct blow,

BLA!! Comin through like G.I.Joe,

Star Wars movie deal like Han Solo,

Make you bounce around like this was calypso,

Always shine cause I got the high pro glow,

You think that you can hide, you think you can lay low?

Roll up on your ass like Hawaii 5-0,

Mad out wit my dreads in my Kangol,

Forget da Moet nigga, just bash the Cisco,

YO! Take a trip down to Mexico,

Comeback wit dat shit dat might make you psyco,

Maximum frequencies through that stereo,

Sorry this is it but homeboy, I got to go!



yo, where you go where you at bring it back!

props to all my people on the hip hop scene who going fast than me

with abrushima my inspiration from youth killa beee got loose.



dont be teared dotn be mad, just give it the truth

M-E-T, H-O-D, Man

M-E-T, H-O-D, Man

M-E-T, H-O-D, Man

M-E-T, H-O-D, Man



Break yourself nigga!

Hey you get off my clooud

Let me get raw with my southpaw style

Mover, puffin` on a fat blunt from Cuba

It`s the Meth-Tical jet to Cal, I`m the buddha Monk on the hunt

for machine gun foes

I keeps you open like a slug from the shotgun punk

Double-barrel, yeah Meth bring it to them proper

Partner, you ain`t got no wins in me casa

Straight up, you movin` too fast so baby wait up

Took one, added seven more now you eight up

Get on down wit` your bad self

Get on down, listen to the sound, come on

Few can ever get this whole commit legit

See you all up in my dick

But you don`t know shit, uh-huh

What`s your definition of a real emcee

From what you dedicated, hey it must be me

Meth-Tical, a lewd descendant of the loud hip-hop

I go on to the break of dawn, and just don`t stop

Give me the green light, and the sign one way

Have you had your meth today

Huh, move it in, move it out

Stick it in, pull it out

Shake it up, shake it down

Come on down, Meth-Tical

Oh I hope and pray that I will

But today I am still

Just a...

M-E-T, H-O-D, Man

M-E-T, H-O-D, Man

M-E-T, H-O-D, Man

M-E-T, H-O-D, Man

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