Method Man - Step By Step lyrics

[Method Man - Step By Step lyrics]

This goes out to all the big head niggas
And all them big head bitches
You know my steez-o

Yo, yo, yo, yo deadly melodic
Robotic steez-o blur your optic
So you can't see the topic, condition combo
Blaze bring the heat to
Your Mourning like Alonzo
Head honcho like Eastwood, gun in my pancho
Another bad desperado, trapped inbetween
The hills and the El Dorados
But you can't do that
Welcome to the Wheel of Fortune
Where Pat don't Sajak
Bring it to these cats often
The biggest payback
Is when I condemn men, to purgatory
Stick a pen, do em in, eight million stories
In the naked Mr method, Blade Runner
Blood stain on my track record, top gunner



You know it's sick now, just a little bit
Aw shit
Can't quit now, hard as a brick, what's this
Make em get down, head where I fit, more grip
Hold this shit down
She don't know you better school her
("Step in the Arena" sample scratched)
Step by Step, inch by inch, piece by piece
Bit by bit
Step by Step, inch by inch, piece by piece
Bit by bit

Check my Extinction Agenda, mind bender
No retreat no surrender, head trauma
Death before dishonor, sword and golden armor
Undetected stealth bomber, blow the session
With Immaculate Conception, hit yo' section
With my Def Squad connection
The Green-Eyed Bandit
E Double up dammit, Iron Lung
Flow taste like a knuckle sandwich
Now you know
It's time that I take advantage
Take command yo cops caught me red handed
Blood On the Dance Floor
Or was it Michael Jackson
Fuck it, time for some action
Check my Re-Runs an see What's Happening

You know it's sick now, just a little bit
Aw shit
Can't quit now, hard as a brick, what's this
Make em get down, head where I fit, more grip
Hold this shit down
She don't know you better school her
("Step in the Arena" sample scratched)
Step by Step, inch by inch, piece by piece
Bit by bit
Step by Step, inch by inch, piece by piece
Bit by bit
You know it's sick now, just a little bit
Aw shit
Can't quit now, hard as a brick, what's this
Make em get down, head where I fit, more grip
Hold this shit down
She don't know you better school her

Before she get her back blown
Jealous men don't understand and
Get clapped on, now I'm reloadin
Automate and keep it goin, right and exact
Runnin track like I'm Jesse Owens
Catch em wit my rap slogan
Jack Frost, leave em frozen
Bust flows and never lay text
Latex without my Trojan
Hand writtin ass whippin, I keep spittin
At any head-on collision
Throw dart wit precision
And split decision, tell your old folk
And your children what I'm dealin
Good times, and hood rhymes from the villain
Till I see you at
The ooh-building motherfuckers

You know it's sick now, just a little bit
Aw shit
Can't quit now, hard as a brick, what's this
Make em get down, head where I fit, more grip
Hold this shit down
She don't know you better school her
("Step in the Arena" sample scratched)
Step by Step, inch by inch, piece by piece
Bit by bit
Step by Step, inch by inch, piece by piece
Bit by bit
Step by Step, inch by inch, piece by piece
Bit by bit
Step by Step, inch by inch, piece by piece
Bit by bit

This one, is dedicated to my big head niggas
And all them big head bitches
All them big head bitches

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