James Corden, Method Man - Drop the Mic w/ Method Man lyrics
[James Corden, Method Man - Drop the Mic w/ Method Man lyrics]
You sure you're ready for this, Meth?
Born ready, brother let's get it
Alright, Josh, give me a beat
I can't believe I'm battling you, no lie
I was like "Oh my god
Method Man – is he still alive?"
Another washed-up rapper
Just a Wu Tang disaster
Your phone only rings when
The RZA won't answer
GZA, Ghost, and Rae are all better than you
Top five of all time? You're not
Top five in your crew
Are you anywhere as good as
You were 20 years ago?
Yippie-yippie yay, yippie-yi, yippie no
No
Oh wow
That was–that was good that was–that was
Really good i'm gonna kill this guy josh
If you will
First of all
You don't wanna get stretched in here
I'd break your neck
But you ain't had a neck in years
Sir Mix-a-Lot, you're goin' 'gainst the best
It's clear
"Baby Got Back"? No, baby got breasts
It's weird you don't like that
Don't be trying to talk and provoke me
I heard you're trying to lose weight
Try Walking Karaoke you don't know me
Leave the rap to the professionals
And James, keep some rap with
Extra chicken and some vegetables, oh
Alright, Josh
Yeah, you got me, Meth, I am a bit chubby
But I can lose weight – you can't lose ugly
I would guess you were a
Victim of a bear attack
If a bear saw you, it'd be like "Ugh
I'm not touchin' that"
Yeah, you walk like a tough guy
You're softer than me
He called me crying, "James
Please put me on TV"
So I hired this boy, 'cause I'm a nice guy
Now when I say "jump, " he says "How High?"
Yeah
'Cause when I say "jump, " he says How High!
Yeah, when I say "jump, " he says How High!
Yeah, when I say "jump, " he says How High!
Yeah, when I say "jump, " he–what!
Oh wow
That was that was pretty original right there
And you incorporated the crowd into
It, that was good now all of y'all
Gotta die with him alright, J, let's get it
Ayo, James is a loser with no friends
I'm sayin'
Reggie even said you're only friends
Because you pay him
But I don't slay 'em, and I spit it verbatim
If these words got you sick to your stomach
It's 'cause you ate 'em
Probably eat 'till nothing's left
Let me guess
Your favorite Wu member's probably
Raekwon the Chef, okay
Holy fatty foods, Batman, you're fat, man
Tell whoever hired your ghostwriter to pack
Man
Waka waka waka waka waka waka waka waka waka
Waka waka waka waka waka waka booo booo
Alright alright josh, hit it
You thought you'd win easy
You're in for a shock tonight
'Cause I'm cookin' Meth better
Than Walter White
His real name's Cliff, I swear that's true
Like what I want to jump off
Every time I see you
Your sitcom Red & Meth didn't really last
Featured two great rappers and
Zero great laughs
I just murdered you, it's time to say goodbye
Now all, I need, is for you, to die
And everybody say
All, I need, is for you, to die
Mm, mm, mm that was really, really
Really good that was good that's
My mom's favorite song, but that was
Good that was good josh, if you will
Yeah, yeah, yeah, talk is cheap in English
You lost to Anne Hathaway
Kevin Hart was dangerous
Schwimmer was a winner, Delevingne outrageous
Usain Bolt killed you
He 'on't e'en speak the language
Goofy, you done gon' and stepped
In a pile of dookie wiped off the dookie
Then stepped in a bigger pile of dookie
After this loss, bye, go walk it off
Ayo, Reggie
That's the way you talk to your boss
Born ready, brother let's get it
Alright, Josh, give me a beat
I can't believe I'm battling you, no lie
I was like "Oh my god
Method Man – is he still alive?"
Another washed-up rapper
Just a Wu Tang disaster
Your phone only rings when
The RZA won't answer
GZA, Ghost, and Rae are all better than you
Top five of all time? You're not
Top five in your crew
Are you anywhere as good as
You were 20 years ago?
Yippie-yippie yay, yippie-yi, yippie no
No
Oh wow
That was–that was good that was–that was
Really good i'm gonna kill this guy josh
If you will
First of all
You don't wanna get stretched in here
I'd break your neck
But you ain't had a neck in years
Sir Mix-a-Lot, you're goin' 'gainst the best
It's clear
"Baby Got Back"? No, baby got breasts
It's weird you don't like that
Don't be trying to talk and provoke me
I heard you're trying to lose weight
Try Walking Karaoke you don't know me
Leave the rap to the professionals
And James, keep some rap with
Extra chicken and some vegetables, oh
Alright, Josh
Yeah, you got me, Meth, I am a bit chubby
But I can lose weight – you can't lose ugly
I would guess you were a
Victim of a bear attack
If a bear saw you, it'd be like "Ugh
I'm not touchin' that"
Yeah, you walk like a tough guy
You're softer than me
He called me crying, "James
Please put me on TV"
So I hired this boy, 'cause I'm a nice guy
Now when I say "jump, " he says "How High?"
Yeah
'Cause when I say "jump, " he says How High!
Yeah, when I say "jump, " he says How High!
Yeah, when I say "jump, " he says How High!
Yeah, when I say "jump, " he–what!
Oh wow
That was that was pretty original right there
And you incorporated the crowd into
It, that was good now all of y'all
Gotta die with him alright, J, let's get it
Ayo, James is a loser with no friends
I'm sayin'
Reggie even said you're only friends
Because you pay him
But I don't slay 'em, and I spit it verbatim
If these words got you sick to your stomach
It's 'cause you ate 'em
Probably eat 'till nothing's left
Let me guess
Your favorite Wu member's probably
Raekwon the Chef, okay
Holy fatty foods, Batman, you're fat, man
Tell whoever hired your ghostwriter to pack
Man
Waka waka waka waka waka waka waka waka waka
Waka waka waka waka waka waka booo booo
Alright alright josh, hit it
You thought you'd win easy
You're in for a shock tonight
'Cause I'm cookin' Meth better
Than Walter White
His real name's Cliff, I swear that's true
Like what I want to jump off
Every time I see you
Your sitcom Red & Meth didn't really last
Featured two great rappers and
Zero great laughs
I just murdered you, it's time to say goodbye
Now all, I need, is for you, to die
And everybody say
All, I need, is for you, to die
Mm, mm, mm that was really, really
Really good that was good that's
My mom's favorite song, but that was
Good that was good josh, if you will
Yeah, yeah, yeah, talk is cheap in English
You lost to Anne Hathaway
Kevin Hart was dangerous
Schwimmer was a winner, Delevingne outrageous
Usain Bolt killed you
He 'on't e'en speak the language
Goofy, you done gon' and stepped
In a pile of dookie wiped off the dookie
Then stepped in a bigger pile of dookie
After this loss, bye, go walk it off
Ayo, Reggie
That's the way you talk to your boss