Fall Out
Method Man Lyrics


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Fall out

S.I. (rockin' it) N.Y. (rockin' it)
Shit we stay poppin' it, 4-5 rockin' it
Game stay on top of it, lame, just the opposite
It's no thang, when I bring the pain ain't no stopping it (hold on)
Who the fuck is this? About to bring the ruckus
This just ya boy, I'm some on other shit
My nigga, take a puff of this
Piff man, I'm loving this, is Staten Island up in this?
Bitch, like we running it, and somebody wanna pub-a-lic (I'm coming)
Turn it up a bit, so my thugs can thug a bit
If I got my brother get, K, we got another hit
Ladies please, where y'all puffin' them trees?
I'm damaging MC's, oxygen, you can't breathe, fall

Fall out, yeah, I'm going all out (hold on)
Hold on, man, what's really going on (I'm coming)
And when I'm coming, a hundred miles and running (keep back)
Keep back, y'all ain't got it like that (fall out)

Fall out, yeah, I'm going all out (hold on)
Hold on, man, what's really going on (I'm coming)
And when I'm coming, a hundred miles and running (keep back)
Keep back, y'all ain't got it like that (fall out)

Here we go again, herb-smoke, blowing in the wind
Cops chasing, wanna throw him in the pen
And the day he leave the game, yo, he going in the Benz
On them 24's looking like he rolling on the rims
All daying, knawimsayin', I'm staying up to par, parlayin'
While y'all hating, I'm splitting this cigar
Man, it's nathan, all y'all do is aim and start spraying
'cause tonight's the night, and me and my niggas ain't playing (keep back)
Y'all done did it now, another critic kicked tical
A lot of niggas mad 'cause I ain't fold like they figure, now
Let me put my fitted down spit around
Listen when this hit the ground, y'all gon' hear the difference now
Here I got that miracle, sickest individual
Flow that's so original, see this is what they meant to do
It's not an act, it's all actual fact
The kid is back, making tracks, catch panic attacks, and fall

Fall out, yeah, I'm going all out (hold on)
Hold on, man, what's really going on (I'm coming)
And when I'm coming, a hundred miles and running (keep back)
Keep back, y'all ain't got it like that (fall out)

Fall out, yeah, I'm going all out (hold on)
Hold on, man, what's really going on (I'm coming)
And when I'm coming, a hundred miles and running (keep back)
Keep back, y'all ain't got it like that (fall out)

Aw shit, ain't this about a bitch
I give a fuck about a bitch, I'm more about a grip
And I'm all that a nigga got, the more he gotta get
Feeling like a million dollars, buyin' million dollar shit (keep back)
What y'all dealing with, one shot killing it
Stop changing my style, when y'all stop stealing it
Meth is chillin' like milk top killing
If it ain't got no real in it, I'm probably not feeling it (keep back)
I'm deadin' ya kids, and burn another blizz
What it is, what it is, wu-tang is for the kids
So niggas please, why y'all puffin' them trees
I'm damaging MC's, oxygen, they can't breathe, fall

Fall out, yeah, I'm going all out (hold on)
Hold on, man, what's really going on (I'm coming)
And when I'm coming, a hundred miles and running (keep back)
Keep back, y'all ain't got it like that (fall out)

Fall out, yeah, I'm going all out (hold on)
Hold on, man, what's really going on (I'm coming)




And when I'm coming, a hundred miles and running (keep back)
Keep back, y'all ain't got it like that (fall out)

Overall Meaning

In "Fall Out," Method Man addresses his haters and reaffirms his status in the rap game. He opens the track with the line "Fall out!" as a call to action, signaling that he is ready to go all out against his opponents. He asserts himself as a force to be reckoned with, emphasizing that his game is always on top and that he brings the pain with no stopping it. Meth then goes on to tout his weed-smoking abilities and represent Staten Island.


As the song goes on, Meth continues to verbally spar with his adversaries, telling them to "keep back" because they "ain't got it like that." He highlights his unique flow and skill as an MC, citing that he is always true to himself and never changing his style. He warns his opponents that he is a million-dollar man who will stop at nothing to get what he wants, even if it means putting others in the ground.


Overall, "Fall Out" is a testament to Method Man's lyrical prowess and the strength of his character. He paints a vivid picture of a man who is always ready to go to war, and who will never back down in the face of adversity.


Line by Line Meaning

S.i. (rockin' it) 'n'.y. (rockin' it)
Staten Island and New York, we're killing it (in the rap game)


Shit we stay poppin' it, 4-5 rockin' it
We're staying relevant and hot, carrying a firearm for protection


Game stay on top of it, lame, just the opposite
We're staying ahead of the competition while they're struggling to keep up


It's no thang, when I 'bring the pain' ain't no stopping it (hold on)
It's easy for me to attack in my rhymes, and once I start, there's no stopping me


Who the fuck is this? about to bring the ruckus
I'm questioning my competition's ability to make a name for themselves in the rap game


This just ya boy, I'm some on other shit
I'm confident in my skills, and I'm on a different level than my competition


My nigga, take a puff of this
I'm offering my friends some marijuana


Piff man, I'm loving this, is Staten Island up in this?
I'm enjoying the high, and I'm wondering if everyone here is also from Staten Island


Bitch, like we running it, and somebody wanna pub-a-lic (I'm coming)
We're in charge here, and if anyone tries to challenge our authority, we're ready to fight back


Turn it up a bit, so my thugs can thug a bit
I want to increase the volume so my friends can get rowdy


If I got my brother get, k, we got another hit
If I collaborate with another rapper, it'll be a guaranteed success


Ladies please, where y'all puffin' them trees?
I'm asking where the women are smoking marijuana


I'm damaging m.c.'s, oxygen, you can't breathe, fall
I'm destroying my competition and they can't even catch their breath before they fall out of the game


Here we go again, herb-smoke, blowing in the wind
I'm describing yet another night of smoking marijuana


Cops chasing, wanna throw him in the pen
The police are trying to arrest us


And the day he leave the game, yo, he going in the Benz
When the rapper retires, he'll be driving a nice car


On them 24's looking like he rolling on the rims
The rapper will have some flashy, large wheels on his car


All daying, knawimsayin', I'm staying up to par, parleyin'
I'm doing well and staying current with the rap scene


While y'all hating, I'm splitting this cigar
I'm ignoring my critics and enjoying a cigar


Man, it's nathan, all y'all do is aim and start spraying
You're not a threat to me, you're just shooting blindly


'cause tonight's the night, and me and my niggas ain't playing (keep back)
We're taking tonight seriously and won't tolerate any challenges to our authority


Y'all done did it now, another critic kicked tical
One of my critics has made a mistake by underestimating me


Alotta niggas mad 'cause I ain't fold like they figure, now
Some people are upset that I haven't given up or backed down


Let me put my fitted down spit around
I'm taking off my hat and getting ready to rap


Listen when this hit the ground, y'all gon' hear the difference now
My lyrics are going to change the rap game forever


Here I got that miracle, sickest individual
I have an incredible gift for rapping


Flow that's so original, see this is what they meant to do
My style is unique and groundbreaking, exactly what rap was meant to be


It's not an act, it's all actual fact
I'm not pretending, my skills are real


The kid is back, making tracks, catch panic attacks, and fall
I'm back on top, releasing new music that will leave my competition in a panic and fall out of the game


Aw shit, ain't this about a bitch
This is a frustrating situation


I give a fuck about a bitch, I'm more about a grip
I'm more focused on making money than worrying about women


And I'm all that a nigga got, the more he gotta get
I'm the only one I can rely on, so I need to keep hustling to make ends meet


Feeling like a million dollars, buying million dollar shit
I'm feeling successful and wealthy, buying expensive things


What y'all dealing with, one shot killing it
I'm so good, I can defeat my competition with a single shot


Stop changing my style, when y'all stop stealing it
Critics are copying my style, and I want them to stop


Meth is chillin' like milk top killing
I'm relaxed and comfortable in my position as a rap icon


If it ain't got no real in it, I'm probably not feeling it (keep back)
If rap songs aren't authentic, I won't enjoy them


I'm deadin' ya kids, and burn another blizz
I'm killing off my competition and smoking more marijuana


What it is, what it is, wu-tang is for the kids
Wu-Tang is a group for all ages to enjoy




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Kwame B. Holland, Clifford Smith

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Comments from YouTube:

omran1

Seeing Method Man do this live is insane

LeroyDogg

omran1 True, I can confirm!

The God

I did

FPS FOREVER.

Yes it is.

Salgandarin

hearing this live was immense!

hyppe Nkosi

2020 still banging this I remember his Glastonbury performance of this song

Rich Morlang

Still don't understand why people sleep on method man, saw wu-tang in concert at the house of blues in myrtle beach,sc and honestly they all killed it but meth has always been on a different level than most rappers

LeroyDogg

2020 still bouncing!!

Facts Over Feelings

wtf time travel bs

Affi Daniels

This live is even better!

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