Method Man, Iron Mic, ​iNTeLL - Find God lyrics

Uh yeah let me light this up so
I can see what I'm thinking about
(yeah right i'm in i'm here)
Uh (You either grind hard or find God
They say grind hard or find God)
Wu Tang meth Lab 3
(Grind hard or find God ha!
I did both let's go)

Yo i need a minute let me move suh
Love Wu Tang but my favourite member, U-God
That double u squad just as jazzy as Utah
Move em out no U-Haul middle
Finger to you all (rah)
My vocal pitch right switch came
Up a screw ball
Curve you with the change up like
I never knew y'all racking up
Chalk up the stakes then tap your cue ball
One shot peel in your ROOF
Sound like a cute dog
Step sure, dog collar where your neck go
?Cret? flow I flip a dollar
With no net though
Explode, I hit the target where the x go
My ex though, left at the exit with no XO
(uh) take all the credit I'm a klepto -
Maniac, just trying to take it back I'm
(retro)
Your head bobbin 'cause your neck know
Now keep it moving on your left Mr Meth (yo)

Back again Smith
With the avatars time to bend this
Beat, like I'm filling in the seat
At the dentist
Defeat, will reinforce heat from?apprentice?
Now Donald gotta duck 'cause
These quackers want attention
Not to mention if you bitter
Just fall back from me
Run up in your state cap just all casually
You don't want to go to war I'm raw actually
Spitting since thirteen think the
Lord passed my genes
Superhuman intelligence upper
Echelon veterans
The squad will stampede when he
Seen us riding elephants
Hard to get a ticket Ms Perez David Letterman
Leave her with a cleaver and
I'm coming for my measurements
Rock star came from getting shot
Man I've got four
Popstars, wanting me to lick 'em
Like a pop tart rock hard when I rock the
Beat flip your cop car
Popped y'all smoking on the finest
And it's not yours
Kick your lower back oh my
Goodness that's a lumbar
Set your arm on fire when you
Realise that's a gun bar
Hip hop offence, mask on yelling "en garde"
So let's not pretend
That I'm not here to win

Yo you either grind hard or
Find God I did both (let's go)
I ain't talking about a pack when
I ask who wants smoke (uh uh)
Careful what comes out of your
Mouth you might choke (that's right)
Make sure you prepare when you come
Across the both of us

Ay yo where the fuck are you going Iron Mic
Get the fuck back here and finish this

Yo when I walk through the hood I
Part the sea like Noah
Bow down bitches, move cause y'all know us
(let's go) i'm the lieutenant these niggas
Is my soldiers (I am)
Your bitch licking dick in the
Back of the Rover (ok)
You know Iron Mic be hitting like Balboa
(that's right) my niggas got heat I'm
Spitting the flame thrower (woo)
My bars be real like son from Cypress Hill
Hit em with the kufi on and
Called it a righteous kill (ok ok)
You set the trap but me I trap for real
Only fuck bitches whose pussy
Smell like a daffodil (yeah)
You ride in a?Hired? you cry and?defy?
I'm the absolute truth
You niggas is all lying (let's go)
More fire you niggas got Alzheimers
(that's right)
You fucking with the greats these
Apes are all giants (all of 'em)
I'm so New York the flow the talk
The golden child with the knife
In the chosen boy

Yo you either grind hard or
Find God I did both (let's go)
I ain't talking about a pack when
I ask who wants smoke (uh uh)
Careful what comes out of your
Mouth you might choke (that's right)
Make sure you prepare when you come
Across the both of us