Biscuit lyrics

Artist  : Method Man 
Song : Biscuit



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Intro:

What? What you want?
Represent
represent represent
Yeah, represent, check it
out check it out

Yo mama don't wear no
drawers!
I saw her when she took them
off!
Standin on the welfare line, eatin
swine
Tryin to look fine, with her stank
behind
You can ask the bitch and she'll tell
ya fast
Meth-Tical got STYLE with his nasty
ass

Verse One:

Are you ready, to
face the consenquences and suffer?
I even tell
ya momma you ain't shit, motherfucker
Bring it,
and let that killer bee kid sting it
And
rep-resent, it's like heads up a brick, when I'm
swing it
Get lost, I break you off
something
I'm pumpin, like a Reebok, with a
pump, from the jump and
You was nothin
Bet
ya thought ya fuckin clan had ya fuckin back but
they was frontin
Smokin dirt blunts and fuckin
nasty stunts and
Ya take the naked gun without
the bullet, what ya bustin
Get ya ship sunken,
fuckin with a drunken
Master disaster at enemy
rap functions

Interlude:

Huh, just
an echo
Yoo-hoo ripin-ripin in the
valley
Yoo-hoo ripin-ripin so to bring
back
Sweet memories of you
And you can even
ask your crew
Betcha bottom dollar that they
tell ya fast
Meth-Tical got STYLE with his
nasty ass

Verse Two:

Who said the
Wu-Tang Clan? Was it you or your man?
You
wanna point the finger, I'll bring ya
36
chambers, be out, youze in danger
Let me pull
ya brain outcha ass with a hanger
Didn't momma
not tell ya not to talk to a stranger
Now ya
got ya neck, in the noose, of the
strangler
Just recline, keep the Meth in
mind
I'll even test the knuckle check on the
hands of time
What? And I'll be more than glad
to bust that ass
All up and down the block, the
street, the isle
Whatever, smokin on a Spike
Lee joint
Hey I'm Mo' Better, I'm hopin niggaz
get the point
Cause they coul never, stop the
veteran, word to God
When I'm severin the HEAD
of a mental vegetarian
The Method, at the
weekend, with a whole lot of credit
The cuties
I desire, I be the first to set it
off, flame
on like the Human Torch
Fantastic Four for all
the fans in the store
You can eat it all and
it'll tell ya fast
Meth-Tical got STYLE for ya
nasty ass

Outro:

94 baby, word up,
recognize, recognize
Wu-Tang killer bee
The
RZA and the Method MZA

Raider Ruckus, where
you at?


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