Method Man - N.Y.C. Everything lyrics

Yo, yo, yo from the heart of Medina to
The head of Fort Greene now-Y-C
Now I see Everything niggas who sling
Shaolin cats throw inside a bing
Bobby Digital got the golden seal sting
Rhyme star
I write a hundred thousand dollar bar
My pinstripe comma deletes your power bar
Dr octopus tentacles, same as different song
Bob Digital instrumental
Nothing's indentitcal
You biter, non-writer, Mr potato Head or Ida
Deep-fried crinkle cut
One nickel cup fucked your whole LP up
You must be stupid you liar
I'm the purifier, live wire, Hip-Hop reviver
A suicide mission you're committin
Go against the Wu Tang henchmen
Perfect precision marksman, spit darts an
Flip charts 'an
Archery, shots aimed at your heart then


Daffy Duckest will still +Bring
Da Motherfuckin Ruckus+
Project Killa Hill be the buckest
Smoke blunts drink Bud Light
Beer wit Buzz Lightyear
Wet from here to infinity for them white hair
Bobby Digital, overthrow your whole citadel
Mista pitiful
Your whole shrap stack is dispicable
Undernourished, your shit cannot flourish
Cherish every moment of his
Love before you perish
Bitch, chicka chicka chich, watch me switch
Lookin for a bird, I can hitch
Into your atmosphere
Take your pussy out like a pap smear
Make you smile, at the same time crack a tear
Smack ya rear, vagina saliva, Trojan wear
Rough rider up inside ya, dick applehead
Opens up your clit wider
Taste the apple cider, you become strong
Then become a?prider?
(Bobby Bobby Bobby, Digi Digi Digi)
Stuck to your ass like
A Victoria's Secret wedgie
Heart of Medina to the head of Fort Greene
Now-Y-C now I see Everything
Niggas who sling
Shaolin cats thrown inside the bing
Bobby Digital got the killa bee sting
From the heart of Medina to
The head of Fort Green
Now-Y-C Everything, niggas who sling
Shaolin cats is thrown inside the bing
Bobby Digital got the killa bee sting

Drink a Heineken
As we go inside the mind again
Nevermindin men droppin gem
Can he shine again most definate
Let this be my last willing testament
For the pesimist, exercise for the Exorcist
Johnny Treacherous, like Three
I'm supposed to be
Perpetuous, desimate the poetry
'cause everything is close to me
The lectorous, Jonathon, king of
The seven seas, battle wit Leviathon
The Methodist, poly to your deficit
Hit it up if I can't live it up
Somebody gotta give it up john J
Blow em out the water adopt the Bombey
Your bitch look like Stronjay
Look at me the wrong way
Burn one and sautee
Bringin you different ways to sword play
They bustin Bullets Over Broadway, Deep Cover
I'm like Larry when the Fish-burn
I burn rubber 'cause I'm not an easy lover
To the midnight, butt naked wit a knife
Ask my alien likes
I've been crazy all my life
Hardtime homicide, time flys, do or die
Crooked ass and crooked eye
Scripture from the darkside
Johnny 5, I reside, in the killa bee hive
Only the strong gon' survive
From the depths of the killa to the top
We're now born
Wildin on Staten Island be the poet John John
Can't forget Bobby, if I did I'd feel gyp
Like my sandwich ain't a
Sandwich without Miracle Whip
From the depths of the killa to the top
We're now born
Wildin on Staten Island be the poet John John
Can't forget Digi, if I did I'd feel gyp
Like my sandwich ain't a
Sandwich without Miracle Whip