Crooked Letter I
Method Man Lyrics


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Oh! 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.

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 proceed
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, 'cause 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, why
(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




'cause we'll "tri" any fuckin' thing) Homicide Housing..
(Fuck y'all)

Overall Meaning

Method Man's song "Crooked Letter I" is a celebration of being back in the game and showing how to flow again. The lyrics are brimming with confidence as Method Man and Streetlife assert their dominance in the rap world. They compare themselves to A.C. and O.J., riding together and slicing through the competition. They warn all the small timers that they'll be left for dead in the hallways, and that they'll put the smackdown on any MCs who try to step to them.


The chorus repeats the titular phrase, "In the Crooked Letter I," which refers to the Staten Island neighborhood (zip code 10304) where both Method Man and Streetlife grew up. They acknowledge that it's do or die in the Crooked Letter I, and that every man fights to stay alive. They're not to be messed with, and they advise listeners not to try.


Throughout the song, Method Man and Streetlife use wordplay and creative metaphors to showcase their skills. They're stingy with their dough and their dojia (slang for "weed"), and they warn "stank bitches" not to get it twisted like yoga. They drop references to Jennifer Lopez, Vivica A. Fox, and lambchops, and Streetlife warns that niggaz is holdin' and he'll put one up in your colon if you run up. The song is packed with memorable lines and energetic delivery, cementing Method Man's status as a top tier MC.


Line by Line Meaning

Oh! We have returned
Method Man and his crew are back again.


Yeah, show you how to flow again (show you how to flow again)
He promises to deliver a great rap performance.


It's the rap rule again (hehehehe) Yo, yo.
Method Man is bringing back the traditional way of rapping.


Street, Meth, we ride like A.C. and O.J. (y'all niggaz crazy!)
Method Man and his partner rule the streets like A.C. and O.J., and the haters can't handle it.


I runs up on you in broad days, I'm a Loose Link
Method Man approaches his enemies during the day and isn't afraid to show his face.


I carry's the Heaterz, always
Method Man always carries a gun for protection.


Small timers, get left for dead in the hallways
He is ruthless to small time competitors and will leave them behind.


It's that ill breed, move in warp speed, follow my lead
Method Man is as talented as he is rare; and he can carry others to his level.


(Me and my Co-D's, about to O.D.) let me proceed
His crew, which includes Streetlife, are on the brink of greatness with their talent.


I'm that O.G., you're not in my league (you know my steez)
Method Man is experienced and will crush anyone hoping to compete; they know his style.


I put the smackdown, on you killer clown M.C.'s
He shuts down any performer who he thinks is trying to be tough.


I rock for all my niggaz (I rock for all my niggaz)
He is rapping for the listeners who listen to his music.


That's why I hurt to be here, okay, let me see here
Method Man wants to do his best for his fans.


Stat' Land, crooked letter is I, we back, man
Method Man is back in Staten Island and representing the area.


Harder than a dick on viagra gettin' a lap dance
Method Man's performance is going to be amazing and incredible.


Hittin' like a back hand (I slap y'all kids)
His performance will be hitting those listening hard like a backhand slap to kids. It means he's going to rap really good.


As if we in a game of spades, and y'all renig'
His performances are like the game of spades where the other players don't play the right card due to lack of strategy.


John Blaze, not the clothing, 'cause some of that is slum
He is describing his dominance in rap; not talking about the clothing brand named John Blaze because his performance is not cheap.


(Son, I'm already knowin') cut they jeans mad young
He knows what people in the streets are up to and refers to his competition who dress conspicuously young by shortening their jeans.


In the Crooked Letter I, it's do or die
In Staten Island, it's life or death.


Shit, every man fights to stay alive
Everyone is fighting to stay alive in Staten Island.


Meth Tical, Streetlife, Killa Bee, why..
Listing his crew that includes streetlife and Killa Bee.


Stingy with my dough, even stingier with dojia'
Method Man doesn't waste his money even when it comes to the female's attention.


(Told y'all) You'll never go broke, long as I yo'ya
His female companion assured never lost of cash by being with Method Man.


Maintain your composure, or party over
Stay calm or you will be thrown out of the party.


For stank bitches, who get it, twisted like yoga
Women who are stinky and cause problems are compared to yoga being twisted out of shape.


Holla for a dollar, yea, and y'all ain't gotta go home
Holla for a dollar and you don't have to leave yet; the party is still on.


(But y'all gotta get the fuck outta here)
It's time for everyone to leave now.


Who stay "Lo" like Jennifer, won't see me a lot
Like Jennifer Lopez, he is out of the public eye often.


But when you see Vivica, tell her she a "Fox"
If you see Vivica A. Fox, let her know Method Man thinks she is beautiful.


We rollin', big truck, sittin' on chrome (twistin' a bone)
Streetlife and Method Man are riding big trucks with chrome wheels and smoking cannabis.


Talkin' to a bird on the bat phone
Method Man and Streetlife are on their mobile phones chatting to women.


Zonin', out the area, roamin'
They are cruising around the area having a good time.


The closest you could come to my style, maybe, is clonin'
Noone can match Method Man's style except for someone trying to copy it.


The omen (I'm warnin' you now!) Niggaz is holdin'
His crew is getting stronger and the competition needs to be cautious.


Run up, watch me put one up in your colon
Method Man is threatening to kill any enemies who dare come forward.


Chizzle town, thugs in the club, like chicks posin'
They are in a club in Chicago with thugs posing like chicks.


Lambchop niggaz is sheep in wolf clothing
Males who are not strong or masculine is depicted as Lambchop niggas who are trying to fool others by wearing wolfish clothing.


Beware, danger, shoot off your flares
Danger ahead, signal your crew to be alert.


Warn all your dogs (tell 'em we here)
Make sure your crew is aware Method Man is on the scene.


The Stat' (we don't bust our guns in the air)
The Staten Island crew is not known to shoot their guns recklessly.


Never that, y'all don't come out til the coast is clear
Don't come out until the crew says it's clear.


(Who you suppose to fear) Street, I fears no one
Streetlife isn't afraid of anyone and stands his ground.


You all thumbs, I probably murder you with your gun
Streetlife is saying even with a gun in their hand they wouldn't know how to use it, but he would easily take them down.


When I start lettin' off (niggaz is jettin' off)
When Streetlife starts shooting, the competition runs away to save themselves.


You straight chicken broth, we holes in your terrycloth
The enemy is weak like chicken broth, and they put holes in their clothes.


Double O, 3, long time no see
Method Man hasn't seen some of his friends in a long time.


Who mind parts seas, and cause blind to see
Method Man is so talented he can part the seas and blind his foes.


Some think this industry is just all rhyme and G
Some only believe that the music industry is about rhyming and being a gangster.


Then he make it to the door, and he can't find the key
Once he 'makes it' in the music industry, he will have struggles that he never thought he would face.


Don't know what it be, to make y'all follow my lead
He is unsure of what it will take to make other people to follow his lead.


Or make this pretty thing on her knees swallow my seed
He is implying that he could convince a pretty girl to blow him and swallow his bodily fluids.


If rap wasn't rap no more, what would it be
Method Man is questioning what he would do if rap music no longer existed.


I don't know, I'd be zonin' sometime, must be the weed...
He would probably be taking drugs and not caring about anything, implying he doesn't know what he would be doing.


Yeah, Homicide Housing, Loose Linx
Shouting out to all of his friends in the Staten Island neighbourhoods.


Carlton Fisk, D.C., rest in peace
Giving his regards to those who have passed away.


To the Million Dollar Kid, why
Giving a shoutout to his friend who has made a lot of money.


(S.I., N.Y., 10304) Sick eyes, Size 7
Referencing Staten Island neighbourhoods and tagging on some nicknames.


Big Nut, what up (Big up to Denaun, good lookin' on the track, nigga
Talking to his friends, Big Nut and Denaun.


Matter fact, I'mma call Staten Island the tri-borough, now on 'cause we'll "tri" any fuckin' thing)
Kidding around about Staten Island having three regions and how they are willing to do anything.


(Fuck y'all)
Angrily shouting at someone.




Lyrics © Wixen Music Publishing, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: MICHAEL JOSEPH CHAVARRIA, DENAUN M. PORTER, CLIFFORD SMITH, WRITER UNKNOWN

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