Blackout
Method Man Lyrics


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Yo, yo, yo, yo, it's funk doc where da weed at, bitch?
I speed backwards down a one-way from cops see that shit?
Believe that shit slaughter, straight to camcorder
I'm too hot for TV, rap draw water
My windpipe's attached to project ballers
You yell, "Turn the heat down"
My voice, DVD 'round sound, so I'm heard round town
And chances of y'all leavin? 'Round now
Wait later, will make front page paper
Date raper with juvenile eighth graders
Hit the high school and 187 Caesar
When I bust y'all need to back fo' acres
Doc y'all, and that's my man jabberjaw
The shitlist ready, who next to scratch off?
I'm from the underground, my sound lift
Platform shoes to bitches, fo'-hundred pounds

Get up, stand up, back up, push up
Jump up, act up to make y'all feel it
Brr, stick 'em, ha-ha-ha stick 'em
Brr, stick 'em, ha-ha-ha stick 'em
Yo' blackout, shoot out, smoked out, move out
Even knock your tooth out, to make y'all feel it
Brr, stick 'em, ha-ha-ha stick 'em
Brr, stick 'em, ha-ha-ha stick 'em

And I'm the street-talkin dog-walkin'
Approach me with extreme caution oh now you forcin'
My hand to rock yo' cradle often, I'm hot-scorchin'
But stone cold like Steve Austin
If you smell what tical cookin'
Ain't tryin to see central bookin'
So tell ya goon stop lookin
Know what you did last summer, so I started hookin'
You past shooken off an open can of ass-whoopin'
Ain't no tomorrow's in the Method's little shop of horrors
Go ask your father who the father from the hill to harbor
You know tha saga, marijuana blunts and goldschlager
With deadly medley, y'all ain't ready for Shakwon and Reggie
Don't even bother, the radio for back-up alright then
Your man got slapped up, extorted for his ice an
Street life is triflin', body over here"
Don't make me pull a Tyson and bite a nigga ear
Precise an', slicin' jugulars, the cut-throat
Ruggeder, predator, Viking, etcetera
People's champ, niggas be takin' on competitors
Reachin' for the microphone, relax and light a bone
Straight from the catacomb, the children of the corn
That don't got a clue prepare for Desert Storm

Get up, stand up, back up, push up
Jump up, act up to make y'all feel it
Brr, stick 'em, ha-ha-ha stick 'em
Brr, stick 'em, ha-ha-ha stick 'em
Yo' blackout, shoot out, smoked out, move out
Even knock your tooth out, to make y'all feel it
Brr, stick 'em, ha-ha-ha stick 'em
Brr, stick 'em, ha-ha-ha stick 'em

I scored 1.1 on my sat
And still push a whip with a right and left ac'
Gorilla, big dog, if my name get called
I'm behind the brick wall with arsenic jaws
Spit poison, got a gun permit draw
Gun down at sundown you keep score
This trainin course and y'all ain't fit
On my crew tombstone put, "We all ain't shit"

Yo, all you gonnabe, wannabe, when will you learn?
Wanna be Doc' and Meth', gotta wait your turn
I spit a .41 revolver on New Year's Eve
With the mic in my hand I mutilate MC's
The most slept on since RIP Van Wink'
My shit stink with every element from A to zinc
So what you think?
I'ma blackout on just one drink, you must be crazy
A little off the wall, maybe go get a shrink

Get up, stand up, back up, push up
Jump up, act up to make y'all feel it
Brr, stick 'em, ha-ha-ha stick 'em
Brr, stick 'em, ha-ha-ha stick 'em
Yo' blackout, shoot out, smoked out, move out
Even knock your tooth out, to make y'all feel it
Brr, stick 'em, ha-ha-ha stick 'em
Brr, stick 'em, ha-ha-ha stick 'em

Overall Meaning

In Method Man's song "Blackout," the artist portrays himself as a successful and aggressive individual who is too hot for TV, and his voice is heard around town. The song starts with Funk Doc asking where the weed is before boasting about how he's too fast for the cops, and his killing of juvenile eighth-graders. He's unapologetic about his approach to life, and he's always out for his own benefit, even offering to knock out someone's tooth if necessary. He's confident and secure in his position and doesn't hesitate to take control of any situation.


Method Man's lyrics reveal a lot about his personality, as well as his worldview. He seems to be an advocate of violence and aggression as a means of success and power. He also has a deep-rooted love for weed and alcohol, which he flaunts in his lyrics. The song itself has a funky, upbeat rhythm that matches the upbeat and energetic nature of the lyrics. It features rappers Method Man and Redman trading verses over a sample of Fred Wesley and the New JB's' "Blow Your Head." The song's overall mood is one of triumph, self-assuredness, and power.


Line by Line Meaning

Yo, yo, yo, yo, it's funk doc where da weed at, bitch?
Method Man introduces himself as "funk doc" and asks about the location of weed


I speed backwards down a one-way from cops see that shit?
Method Man admits to reckless driving to evade the police


Believe that shit slaughter, straight to camcorder
Method Man boasts about his ability to showcase his abilities on camera


I'm too hot for TV, rap draw water
Method Man believes he is too talented and captivating for television but still draws in fans with his rap skills


My windpipe's attached to project ballers
Method Man is connected to and represents the struggle of those from the projects


You yell, "Turn the heat down"
"You" (unknown person) asks for the heat to be turned down in response to Method Man's presence


My voice, DVD 'round sound, so I'm heard round town
Method Man's voice is recognized and heard throughout the town like surround sound


And chances of y'all leavin? 'Round now
Method Man thinks that chances of others leaving his presence are low at the moment


Wait later, will make front page paper
Method Man threatens to cause a disturbance that will make front page news


Date raper with juvenile eighth graders
Method Man references a crime involving rape with young teenage girls


Hit the high school and 187 Caesar
Method Man brags about committing a murder (187) at a high school


When I bust y'all need to back fo' acres
Method Man warns others to distance themselves when he becomes aggressive


Doc y'all, and that's my man jabberjaw
Method Man identifies himself and a friend named jabberjaw (who might talk too much)


The shitlist ready, who next to scratch off?
Method Man is ready to eliminate someone else from his list of enemies


I'm from the underground, my sound lift
Method Man hails from the underground and his music has uplifting qualities


Platform shoes to bitches, fo'-hundred pounds
Method Man mentions platform shoes and how they can make women appear taller or heavier


Get up, stand up, back up, push up
Method Man lists actions to assert oneself and make oneself heard


Jump up, act up to make y'all feel it
Method Man encourages others to jump and act in order to prove themselves


Brr, stick 'em, ha-ha-ha stick 'em
Method Man uses sound effects to emphasize stabbing someone with a weapon


Yo' blackout, shoot out, smoked out, move out
Method Man refers to a violent incident where people need to leave quickly


Even knock your tooth out, to make y'all feel it
Method Man threatens to physically harm someone to prove his point


And I'm the street-talkin dog-walkin'
Method Man is a street-smart guy who moves like a dog walker


Approach me with extreme caution oh now you forcin'
Method Man warns others to approach him with caution or force themselves into trouble


My hand to rock yo' cradle often, I'm hot-scorchin'
Method Man will provide comfort (like a parent's hand) but can also cause harm (hot-scorchin')


But stone cold like Steve Austin
Method Man is cold and unrelenting like wrestler Steve Austin


If you smell what tical cookin'
Method Man references his nickname "Tical" and suggests that something big is about to go down


Ain't tryin to see central bookin'
Method Man wants to avoid being arrested and booked by the central booking system


So tell ya goon stop lookin
Method Man tells someone's henchman to stop staring at him


Know what you did last summer, so I started hookin'
Method Man threatens someone by implying he knows their past and has leverage


You past shooken off an open can of ass-whoopin'
Method Man has already beaten up someone who he now regards as ignorant to his own strength


Ain't no tomorrow's in the Method's little shop of horrors
Method Man jokes about his abilities being so dangerous that no one knows if they'll make it out in one piece


Go ask your father who the father from the hill to harbor
Method Man challenges someone to ask their father about his reputation and reach from the hilltop to the shoreline


You know tha saga, marijuana blunts and goldschlager
Method Man reminds listeners of his history with drugs and alcohol


With deadly medley, y'all ain't ready for Shakwon and Reggie
Method Man warns that the combination of his skills and another person named Shakwon or Reggie is lethal


Don't even bother, the radio for back-up alright then
Method Man mocks anyone who calls for backup or help from the radio


Your man got slapped up, extorted for his ice an'
Method Man brags about extorting someone for their jewelry


Street life is triflin', body over here"
Method Man raps about the harsh realities of street life and violence


Don't make me pull a Tyson and bite a nigga ear
Method Man references boxer Mike Tyson's infamous ear-biting incident to threaten others who may cross him


Precise an', slicin' jugulars, the cut-throat
Method Man speaks of being precise and ruthless like a cut-throat murderer


Ruggeder, predator, Viking, etcetera
Method Man lists off his toughness and aggression, as if giving titles to warrior tribes


People's champ, niggas be takin' on competitors
Method Man believes he is a champion of the people and can take on anyone who tries to compete with him


Reachin' for the microphone, relax and light a bone
Method Man is comfortable and confident in his abilities as he grabs the microphone and smokes marijuana


Straight from the catacomb, the children of the corn
Method Man and his group come from the underground and are like the eerie children seen in horror movies


That don't got a clue prepare for Desert Storm
Method Man warns those who are unaware of him or his group to prepare for a war-like battle


I scored 1.1 on my sat
Method Man references his poor SAT score from high school


And still push a whip with a right and left ac'
Method Man still drives a nice car with good audio despite his poor SAT score


Gorilla, big dog, if my name get called
Method Man describes himself as a strong and powerful person who demands respect


I'm behind the brick wall with arsenic jaws
Method Man is hidden behind a brick wall, waiting to attack with nerve-damaging venom


Spit poison, got a gun permit draw
Method Man can spit venom like a snake and legally carries a gun


Gun down at sundown you keep score
Method Man will shoot people at sunset and keep a tally of his kills


This trainin course and y'all ain't fit
Method Man believes he is trained and more qualified than others to handle rough situations


On my crew tombstone put, "We all ain't shit"
Method Man is self-aware of the negative image his crew and himself may have, and embraces it


Yo, all you gonnabe, wannabe, when will you learn?
Method Man calls out those who constantly try to emulate him and asks when they will realize it's not worth it


Wanna be Doc' and Meth', gotta wait your turn
Method Man believes that those who wish to be like him and his friend need to earn their spot


I spit a .41 revolver on New Year's Eve
Method Man fires a revolver on New Year's Eve as a warning shot or celebration


With the mic in my hand I mutilate MC's
Method Man believes he is a powerful MC and can easily destroy others lyrically


The most slept on since RIP Van Wink'
Method Man has been overlooked and underestimated since the famous sleeping character in literature RIP Van Winkle


My shit stink with every element from A to zinc
Method Man's music is multifaceted and addresses everything from simple to complex subjects


So what you think?
Method Man challenges the listener to think about his claims made in the song


I'ma blackout on just one drink, you must be crazy
Method Man believes that one drink will make him black out, which would be crazy


A little off the wall, maybe go get a shrink
Method Man acknowledges that he might be a little crazy and suggests others should seek help if they think they are, too


Brr, stick 'em, ha-ha-ha stick 'em
Method Man uses sound effects again to emphasize stabbing someone with a weapon




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, O/B/O CAPASSO, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Mark Morales, Reggie Noble, Darren Robinson, Erick S. Sermon, Clifford M Smith, Terence Thomas Todd, Damon Yul Wimbley

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