Method Man - Tical lyrics
[Method Man - Tical lyrics]
Sounds of fighting
"You've been lucky i wish I got you last time
En garde, I'll let you try my Wu Tang style"
"I'd like to try your Wu Tang style
Let's begin then!"
From the tip top? (Aiyyo aiyyo
What the fuck's up with light dude?)
Yup, one two (no doubt, no doubt)
One two one two
Yo one two, uh, one two one two
(yeah, we gon' be up in that)
Ah one two, uh, one two one two
(yeah light that shit up)
Ah one two yo, check me out
What's that shit that they
Be smokin'? Tical tical, tical
Pass it over here tical tical, tical
What's that shit that they
Be smokin'? Tical tical, tical
Pass it over here tical tical, tical
Check it, I got styles, all of 'em sick
Niggas ain't fit to walk a mile
In the dead man's kicks
I make 'em shit about a
Pile of bricks to show
He ain't nothing but another unknown John Doe
That wanna flow, here it is
Coming up shit's creek
I come to throw monkey
Wrenches in your program, sleep
And I'ma grow like a rash on ya nasty ass
In a whip
With no brakes and I'm hitting the gas
It's a bird, it's a plane
Take a look in the sky
Method Man on some shit
Niggas call me The Fly
'Cause my style dates back
To hopping turnstiles
Pay ya fare, if ya cutie in the chair
You can bet I'll
Get severe on the double, I harass it
I don't look for trouble, I'm already trouble
Ya bastard
Check the wicked flows that I crafted
I'm another deadly venom style to be mastered
By a psychopathic, way beyond an average
Joe, with a hellafied flow, there ya have it
What's that shit that they
Be smokin'? Tical tical, tical
Pass it over here tical tical, tical
What's that shit that they
Be smokin'? Tical tical, tical
Pass it over here tical tical, tical
One two, uh, one two one two
One two, uh, one two one two
One two, uh, one two one two
One two, uh, check it out
What goes off? What goes on? The Meth shit
That we got is to stay high, no question
Lethal weapon
Ain't no time for half steppin''
When brothers start wettin' everything
In ya section
Move that, niggas came strapped
Should've knew that
Do that, pussycat rap, boy, I'll screw that
To' up, from the flow up, don't even show up
To the battle, I heard you rattle
Now hold up
Is there a fucking snake in my garden?
Starvin' for a rap treat, steppin' on my feet
Pardon your delf, before ya find your delf
In a fucked up situation, without no help
I'm not playin' 'cause I don't
Play with nobody goddamn kid
Know what I'm sayin'? I'm peeling niggas wigs
I be sprayin' brothers with words
'Cause I gotta spit proooob
Tical tical, tical
Pass it over here tical tical, tical
What's that shit that they
Be smokin'? Tical tical, tical
Pass it over here tical tical, tical
One two uh, one two one two one two uh
(stick a fat tical in your butt
Yeah baby fuckin with tical)
(yeah, niggas better recognize tical)
"You've been lucky i wish I got you last time
En garde, I'll let you try my Wu Tang style"
"I'd like to try your Wu Tang style
Let's begin then!"
From the tip top? (Aiyyo aiyyo
What the fuck's up with light dude?)
Yup, one two (no doubt, no doubt)
One two one two
Yo one two, uh, one two one two
(yeah, we gon' be up in that)
Ah one two, uh, one two one two
(yeah light that shit up)
Ah one two yo, check me out
What's that shit that they
Be smokin'? Tical tical, tical
Pass it over here tical tical, tical
What's that shit that they
Be smokin'? Tical tical, tical
Pass it over here tical tical, tical
Check it, I got styles, all of 'em sick
Niggas ain't fit to walk a mile
In the dead man's kicks
I make 'em shit about a
Pile of bricks to show
He ain't nothing but another unknown John Doe
That wanna flow, here it is
Coming up shit's creek
I come to throw monkey
Wrenches in your program, sleep
And I'ma grow like a rash on ya nasty ass
In a whip
With no brakes and I'm hitting the gas
It's a bird, it's a plane
Take a look in the sky
Method Man on some shit
Niggas call me The Fly
'Cause my style dates back
To hopping turnstiles
Pay ya fare, if ya cutie in the chair
You can bet I'll
Get severe on the double, I harass it
I don't look for trouble, I'm already trouble
Ya bastard
Check the wicked flows that I crafted
I'm another deadly venom style to be mastered
By a psychopathic, way beyond an average
Joe, with a hellafied flow, there ya have it
What's that shit that they
Be smokin'? Tical tical, tical
Pass it over here tical tical, tical
What's that shit that they
Be smokin'? Tical tical, tical
Pass it over here tical tical, tical
One two, uh, one two one two
One two, uh, one two one two
One two, uh, one two one two
One two, uh, check it out
What goes off? What goes on? The Meth shit
That we got is to stay high, no question
Lethal weapon
Ain't no time for half steppin''
When brothers start wettin' everything
In ya section
Move that, niggas came strapped
Should've knew that
Do that, pussycat rap, boy, I'll screw that
To' up, from the flow up, don't even show up
To the battle, I heard you rattle
Now hold up
Is there a fucking snake in my garden?
Starvin' for a rap treat, steppin' on my feet
Pardon your delf, before ya find your delf
In a fucked up situation, without no help
I'm not playin' 'cause I don't
Play with nobody goddamn kid
Know what I'm sayin'? I'm peeling niggas wigs
I be sprayin' brothers with words
'Cause I gotta spit proooob
Tical tical, tical
Pass it over here tical tical, tical
What's that shit that they
Be smokin'? Tical tical, tical
Pass it over here tical tical, tical
One two uh, one two one two one two uh
(stick a fat tical in your butt
Yeah baby fuckin with tical)
(yeah, niggas better recognize tical)