Four Minutes To Lock Down
Method Man Lyrics

Get it!
Let's do this!

Ha ha, Funk Doc in the building, bitch Y'all already know the business, nigga, ha ha
Method Man and Redman are here, you already know what it is!

Yo, let's get it, yeah, I'm with it Streets on fire, I'm frying my dinner Quick like Sugar Ray Leonard, one love Any boy get served like tennis
Let's go! The streets are hot, I'm cooking up dinner. I'm fast like Sugar Ray Leonard, and any rapper can get served like a tennis ball

Menace, you call a rap bulldog Me and my pen form into Voltron Cold, my heart built with a snowball And I fuck old women like Zohan
I'm like a menacing rap bulldog, and my pen turns into a powerful weapon like Voltron. I'm cold and unfeeling, and I like to have sex with older women like Zohan

Roll on like Michem, Barry Bonds this bitch When the beat start pitching I'm broke, my A-T-M ain't kicking But what I drive, I build expensive
I keep rolling like a Michelin tire and knocking it out of the park like Barry Bonds. My bank account is empty, but I can still drive a fancy car that I built myself

Look at me, nigga, I got it In pocket, ask Houston how I rock-it If I go hungry, you getting robbed By me, Biggie Smalls and The Delfonics
Look at me, I've got money and I know how to rock a crowd. If I'm hungry, I'll rob you with help from Biggie Smalls and The Delfonics

Before all the cussing and the gunfights Don't wanna run Nike's, yeah, scramble when it sunlight G's in my pocket of juice, blue goose I'm a goon under the moon, glow on the boosters
I don't want to resort to violence, I'd rather run than fight. I keep my money close and I'm always ready to go. I'm a dangerous goon under the moon, with glowing shoes that help me hide

Yeah, deadily my sons regret me Windpipe writing, the mic fighting, respect me I'm from where it get down, machete your mother Snatch your brother, scrap you down
My enemies fear me, and my raps are so powerful they can choke someone. I come from a rough place where I would even kill someone's mother with a machete and fight their brother

You know the deal, when we do this, chill Catch me in Brazil, ratchet on, little glass of Tequil' I swear to the real, my real, if I don't win Then I won't spend, I'm grabbing bill
When we do this, just relax. You might find me in Brazil, with a gun and a little glass of Tequila. I promise to keep it real, and if I don't win, I won't spend money foolishly

That's the hammer, I'm a do this, nana Niggas who hunt, snatch 'em up, bite the clip, the banana And this is for them good niggas, blow that L And that blow that well, and watch the book, niggas
I've got a gun and I'm ready to use it. I'll capture bounty hunters and bite the bullet like a banana. This is dedicated to all the good weed smokers and people who like to chill

Yeah, watch them jux, niggas, you know what it be, man Word up, niggas staying alive gGotta kill these voices in my head)
Watch out for thieves and robbers, you know what it is. Let's stay alive, gotta focus and stay sane

Jeter, married to the game without a pre-nump And she don't act up, if I don't eat her Damn, now that's what I call a diva You sick, man? I'm what you call a fever
I'm deeply committed to the game and don't need any protection. The game doesn't complain as long as I don't neglect it. I love a good diva, and I'm so talented I'm like a fever

And I don't put no snow up in my cheeba Pack a little heater, the game get colder in the freezer Hit your little corner with the sweeper Dance with the reaper, sharper than a fuck
I don't mix my weed with any other drugs. I carry a gun, because the game can turn deadly cold. I'll sweep the streets clean and face Death himself with confidence, because I'm sharp and deadly

Plus I'm laying in the cut like a half-moon Caeser What you getting is the truth My bird eye visions spot the pigeon in the coup Same way I live it, how I spit it in the booth
I'm lying low and observing everything like a crafty thief. What you hear from me is the truth. I have a sharp eye and can detect threats from a distance. I rap about my life, just like I live it

Next to RZA, ain't no nigga bigger than the group Stat, fuck that, we come strapped Bust gats, drug raps, and pump cracks What you trying do nigga, we done done that I'm off the gunrack, nigga put ya gun back
Next to RZA, nobody is more important than the Wu-Tang Clan. We come fully armed and don't hesitate to use our guns. We rap about drugs and we sell them too. Whatever you're trying to do, we've already done it. I'm retired from violence, put your gun away too

Ayo, I woke up in handcuffs, heard the police wanted me dead Big bullets and splashing all over Kingpin's still moving that weight And his main goon burned up a disco tech He's a hazard, classic, nigga, we got a flick of him He jacked Nate, while he took the picture And we tapped his crib, bugs all in the jacuzzi Under the seeds bed, we found an Uzi
I woke up in jail and heard the police wanted me dead. The bullets were huge and flying everywhere. The kingpin is still dealing drugs, and his main enforcer burned down a club. He's a dangerous and legendary criminal, and we even have a photo of him. He robbed Nate while he was taking a picture. We searched his house and found bugs in the jacuzzi and an Uzi gun hidden under a bed

Truly, and we know about his bitch in Charlotte Pulled her over, State Troopers found two revolvers And she told us them handguns "That's my fathers And I'm licensed to carry those shits regardless Y'all just played my man, caught her with a million dollars Worth of fireworks, coming back from Japan It's nothing, y'all police be fronting And stop looking at my pussy, like y'all want to suck it, I'm out On y'all pussies, catch me next time, bye bye"
We also know about his girlfriend in Charlotte. We stopped her car and found two guns, but she claimed they belonged to her father, and she had a license to carry them. You just made a mistake by arresting my man. We caught her with a million dollars worth of fireworks, coming from Japan. You police are always pretending to be tough, and stop staring at my private parts like you want to have sex with me. I'm done with you, catch me next time if you can, bye bye

Alright, fellas stand back and watch the closing doors Lock 'em up! Let's go, lights out
Okay guys, get ready to leave and watch the doors close. Lock them up! Let's go, turn off the lights