Tical
Method Man Lyrics

What's that shit that they be smokin? Tical, tical, tical
Asking about the substance that people are smoking commonly referred to as 'Tical.'

Pass it over here, tical, tical, tical
Requesting to pass the 'Tical' substance over to the singer.

Check it, I got styles, all of 'em sick
The singer boasts about his various rap styles being unique and unparalleled.

Niggaz ain't fit to walk a mile in the dead man's kicks
The artist emphasizes the difficulty of others trying to match his skills by comparing it to unsuccessfully trying to wear shoes that belong to a dead person.

I make 'em shit about a pile, of bricks to show
The artist challenges his competitors to come up with similar rhymes as difficult as trying to shit a pile of bricks.

He ain't nuttin' but another, a lone John Doe
The singer diminishes his opponents by referring to them as unknown and insignificant individuals.

That want to flow, here it is, comin' up shit's creek
The singer is ready to compete and defeat his opponents, even if they end up in an unfavorable or difficult position.

I come to throw monkey wrenches in your program, sleep
The artist plans to disrupt his competitors' plans completely by throwing curveballs and unexpected challenges.

And I'ma grow, like a rash on ya nasty ass
The artist promises to continuously improve and become a nuisance for his opponents, just like a persistent rash on someone's body.

In a whip, with no breaks and I'm hittin' the gas
The artist is relentless and unbound, pushing forward with reckless abandon.

It's a bird, it's a plane, take a look in the sky
The singer compares himself to a superhero, seemingly invincible and untouchable.

Method Man on some shit, niggaz call me The Fly
The artist refers to himself as 'The Fly,' someone who is sharp, quick, and unstoppable.

'Cause my style, dates back to hoppin' turnstyles
The singer's rap style has a long history and dates back to when he was a teenager hopping turnstiles in the subway system.

Make ya fear, if ya cutie in the chair, you can bet I'll
The singer suggests that even people who are not directly involved in the rap battle will tremble and fear his skills.

Get severe on the double I harass it
The singer is aggressive and will not hesitate to attack his opponents mercilessly.

I don't look for trouble, I'm already trouble
The artist does not seek conflict but is something that others should fear because of his talent.

Ya bastard, check the wicked flows that I crafted
The artist taunts his opponents to look carefully at his impressive and unique rhymes.

Open up a deadly venom style to be mastered
The singer boasts about his style being poisonous, deadly, and difficult to match.

By a psychopathic, way beyond an average
The singer describes himself as an abnormal and insane rapper, far beyond what is considered average.

Joe, with a hellafied flow, there ya have it
The artist has a unique flow style that is unmatched and undeniable.

What goes off? What goes on? The Meth shit
The artist questions the status quo and emphasizes his own unique brand of rap known as 'The Meth shit.'

that we got is to stay high, no question
The artist suggests that the 'Meth shit' that he raps about is meant to be enjoyed while high without a doubt.

Lethal weapon, ain't no time for half steppin'
The singer considers himself as an unstoppable and deadly weapon, and there is no room for others to slack or perform poorly.

When brothers start wettin' everything in ya section
The artist suggests that when he raps, it brings out so much energy and chaos that it drips to everyone in his section (such as the audience).

Move that, niggaz came strapped, shoulda knew that
The singer warns that his competitors are loaded and ready for anything, and those who underestimate them should be cautious.

Do dat, pussy cat rap, boy, I'll screw that
The singer criticizes weak and unimaginative rhymes and suggests that he will destroy them.

To' up, from the flow up, don't even show up
The singer is confident that his competitors' rhymes are flawed and not worth presenting, and they should not even bother to show up.

To the battle, I heard you rattle now hold up
The artist challenges his opponents to come prepared, warning that weak rhymes will not be tolerated.

Is there a fuckin' snake in my garden?
The artist questions whether someone is conspiring against him, suggesting hidden agendas and danger.

Starvin', for a rap treat, steppin' on my feet
The singer implies hunger for a challenge in rap, and is annoyed when others try to interfere or compete with him.

Pardon yo delf, before ya find yo delf
The singer advises others to apologize to him and back off quickly, to avoid getting hurt in a rap battle.

In a fucked up situation, without no help
The artist warns that those who continue to oppose him will ultimately face failure and be left without support.

I'm not playin', 'cause I don't play with nobody
The artist is serious and means business, and will not show mercy to anyone who tries to mess with him.

God damn kid, know what I'm sayin', I'm peelin' niggas wigs
The artist is aggressive and confident in his ability to defeat his opponents with ease, making them figuratively tear off their own hair in frustration.

I be sprayin', brother with words
The singer is talented and able to rap with ease, comparing it to spraying bullets at opponents.

'Cause I got a spit problem
The artist suggests that his flow is so relentless and effortless, it can be compared to a medical condition - a 'spit problem.'

Tical, tical, tical
Repeating the previous chorus, referring to the 'Tical' substance.

Pass it over here, tical, tical, tical
Repeating the previous line, requesting the 'Tical' substance.

What's that shit the niggaz smokin? Tical, tical, tical
Repeating the opening line, asking about the substance that others are smoking.

Pass it over here, tical, tical, tical
Repeating the previous line, requesting to smoke the 'Tical' substance.