Da rockwilder lyrics

Artist  : Method man 
Song : Da rockwilder
 
"Da Rockwilder"
(feat. Redman)

Oh my god...Oh my god !!!!  ah ah ah aowww!!!

[Verse One: Method Man]

Microphone checka, swingin sword lecture 
closin down the sectar supreme neck protector
Bet I won em kid Mr. Metha warmin pot 
about to blow his lid from the pressure, too hot
for TV
but cheesy, Too many wanna be hard be easy, is
all in together
going all not together it don't take much to
please me
Still homes are never satisfy like the stones
we don't condome bitin in the sellin crossbones 
protectin what am writin don't clash with the
Titan 
who blast with a liscence to kill rap presitence
C'mon, in the zone with ya nigga from the Group
Home 
TICAL!!(Fuck your lifestyle!!) (Blew wind)...put
your lights out 
got the shit the crackin got you fienin with your
pipes out 
time for some action, surfin the avenue
mad at you, where I used to battle crews 
back when Antoinette had that attitude
Cover me I'm going in, walls closin in 
got us bustin off these pistols
my niggas got issues...again, same song 
armed with the mega bomb
Blow you out the frame and I'm gone.

[Verse Two: Redman]

I was going to Buck-we-romes, cellular phones
Doc-Meth back in the flesh, blood and bone 
don't condone Spent bank loans and homegrown 
suckers break like Turbo
in no zone, when I, grab the broom 
moon-walk platoon hawk my goons spark 
leave you in a blue lagoon lost (true) 
three nines and a glove with masu di die in the
car
right behind on the boss
Haters don't touch, weigh us both up 
now my neighbor doped up
got the cable hooked up. All channels 
lift my shirt all Mammal
you ship off keys and we ship Grand Pianos. 
sawed of shotgun
hand on the pump, sippin on a forty 
puffin on a blunt
bust my gun and Red and Meth gettin jumped 
La la la la, la la la laaaaa

yeah c'mon, Red and Meth gettin jumped 
La la la la, la la la laaaaaa