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Crooked letter i lyrics by Method man

Album: Tical 0: the prequel


feat. Kon Artis, Streetlife
Intro: Streetlife (Method Man)
Ooooh! We have returned
Yeah, show you how to flow again show you how to flow again
It's the rap rule again hehehehe Yo, yo..

Streetlife (Method Man)
Street, Meth, we ride like A.C. and O.J. y'all niggaz crazy!
I runs up on you in broad days, I'm a Loose Link
I carry's the Heaterz, always
Small timers, get left for dead in the hallways
It's that ill breed, move in warp speed, follow my lead
Me and my Co-D's, about to O.D. let me procede
I'm that O.G., you're not in my league you know my steez
I put the smackdown, on you killer clown M.C.'s

Method Man (Streetlife)
I rock for all my niggaz I rock for all my niggaz
That's why I hurt to be here, okay, let me see here
Stat' Land, crooked letter is I, we back, man
Harder than a dick on viagra gettin' a lap dance
Hittin' like a back hand I slap y'all kids
As if we in a game of spades, and y'all renig'
John Blaze, not the clothing, cuz some of that is slum
Son, I'm already knowin' cut they jeans mad young

chorus 2X: Kon Artis
In the Crooked Letter I, it's do or die
Shit, every man fights to stay alive
In the Crooked Letter I, you should not try
Meth Tical, Streetlife, Killa Bee, why..

Method Man (Streetlife)
Stingy with my dough, even stingier with dojia'
Told y'all You'll never go broke, long as I yo'ya
Maintain your composure, or party over
For stank bitches, who get it, twisted like yoga
Holla for a dollar, yea, and y'all ain't gotta go home
But y'all gotta get the fuck outta here
Who stay "Lo" like Jennifer, won't see me a lot
But when you see Vivica, tell her she a "Fox"

Streetlife (Method Man)
We rollin', big truck, sittin' on chrome twistin' a bone
Talkin' to a bird on the bat phone
Zonin', out the area, roamin'
The closest you could come to my style, maybe, is clonin'
The omen I'm warnin' you now! Niggaz is holdin'
Run up, watch me put one up in your colon
Chizzle town, thugs in the club, like chicks posin'
Lambchop niggaz is sheep in wolf clothing

chorus 2X

Streetlife (Method Man)
Beware, danger, shoot off your flares
Warn all your dogs tell 'em we here
The Stat' we don't bust our guns in the air
Never that, y'all don't come out til the coast is clear
Who you suppose to fear Street, I fears no one
You all thumbs, I probably murder you with your gun
When I start lettin' off niggaz is jettin' off
You straight chicken broth, we holes in your terrycloth

Method Man
Double O, 3, long time no see
Who mind parts seas, and cause blind to see
Some think this industry is just all rhyme and G
Then he make it to the door, and he can't find the key
Don't know what it be, to make y'all follow my lead
Or make this pretty thing on her knees swallow my seed
If rap wasn't rap no more, what would it be
I don't know, I'd be zonin' sometime, must be the weed...
That's that shit

chorus to fade

Outro: Streetlife (Method Man)
Yeah, Homicide Housing, Loose Linx
Carlton Fisk, D.C., rest in peace
To the Million Dollar Kid, Y
S.I., N.Y., 10304 Sick eyes, Size 7
Big Nut, what up Big up to Denaun, good lookin' on the track, nigga
Matter fact, I'mma call Staten Island the tri-borough, now on
Cuz we'll "tri" any fuckin' thing Homicide Housing..
Fuck y'all

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