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Method Man Lyrics


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Ayo, Tical?
What up, fam?
You know Bus-a-Bus had to come see you, God, it's good to see you, God
Good too see you too, God
Let's take the streets for a little ride
Okay, we ridin' high
Yeah, you better light your L, smoke your L, and just kiss the sky
Huh, and if you ever disrespect the Bus' or Meth, bye, dead man, die
Yeah, I, I, I think the streets been lookin' for this one for a long time, God (yeah, yo)
Come on

I came to bring the pain, more hard to the brain (Tical)
I'm bustin' that ass again
I burn like acid rain, that ass is lame
These niggas tryna see how I come? Ask your dame
Ain't it evident I'm hittin' it? (Yes) Meth for President
Be in hell with gasoline drawers just for the hell of it
And I ain't delicate, flows hot as kettle get
Now if you ain't fucking with that, you must be celibate
Spazz, just a little, got a sack we can sizzle
Little hash in the middle, where it at? In the middle, yup
Mommy, if you got a fat ass, make it jiggle, yup
Put it in my next video shot by Little X
And M-E-F gon' work 'til their ain't any left
I'm trying to get what I'm worth and not a penny less
Think fast, (come on) bank cash (come on)
Everybody do it with you stank-ass (Come on)

This shit'll make you rob somebody (what)
Grab somebody (what)
Stomp somebody (what!)
Slap somebody (what)
Make you wanna step to the bar and sip Bacardi (what)
Wild out, spaz in the club, we in the party (what)
Brooklyn (come on)
Shaolin (come on)
Queensbridge down to Long Island (come on)
Bronx, nigga (come on)
Manhattan (come on)
To each and every hood, what's happenin'? (Come on)

Yeah, real talk, nigga, come on, Bus'
Ayo, Meth, let me get at these niggas
Yeah

Now watch me back your shit up
I hope your people pull up and pick up and pack your shit up
Homie, it's time to move
While I'm seeing right through you let me relieve you all of your
Figures seating screeching, never believing you niggas (come on)
Go head and babble, you can watch me patiently waiting
Aiming, attacking, instead I'ma let one of my bitches slap you
I invite you and your niggas to try and feel the wrath
Of the unruly unawakening of a sleeping giant
(Very defiant) Once I give you the pressure and then I apply it
And then your breathin' is stopped and totally quiet
Captain of this ship so call me the pilot
I leave you and your crew to collide with me then I
Stomp on a nigga, just like a herd of a thousand cattle
That'll travel over your face and frazzle your shit
Chop you worse than a brick and then we torture you
And then get the reverend, and get to steppin', nigga

This shit'll make you rob somebody (what)
Grab somebody (what)
Stomp somebody (what)
Slap somebody (what)
Make you wanna step to the bar and sip Bacardi (what)
Wild out, spaz in the club, we in the party (what)
Brooklyn (come on)
Shaolin (come on)
Queensbridge down to Long Island (come on)
Bronx, nigga (come on)
Manhattan (come on)
To each and every hood, what's happenin'? (Come on)

That's what truth be, my nigga (yeah, come on)
Niggas, listen, let me talk (let me talk, come on)

Can't you see what I got for you now? (Huh)
Shake your big fat ass in front of me now
To all my high bidders, to all my live niggas
We here to blackout, follow the story now
Just feel my heat, and you know I'm gonna
Just keep the street, but, nigga
Did you know we about to lose it, my nigga?
And you know we gon' get real stupid, my nigga

See the police coming (what)
Fireman coming (what)
Street niggas ready to riot and start dumbing (what)
I love to see it whenever you and your man fronting (what)
Me and Meth'll step to you (quick) and smash something (what)
Now who is he? Dope MC killing these cowards
Wack niggas get pimp slapped, give me some powder
Click-clack, one in your back, now think about it
Get back, running your yap, I can't allow it
Well, yeah, my nigga (set it off)
You know we seeing it through, God
The street be needing niggas like me and you, God (Ayo)
I think what I'm seeing from here we got 'em wildin', yo
Logical, we should've did this shit a long time ago
I got that shit that make rappers shit in they shoes
Nasty MC, I spit flows and spit in they food
Man, don't tempt me, I'm nothing like a curious child
I'm simply a Boy in the Hood with Furious Styles

This shit'll make you rob somebody (what)
Grab somebody (what)
Stomp somebody (what)
Slap somebody (what)
Make you wanna step to the bar and sip Bacardi (what)
Wild out, spaz in the club, we in the party (what)
Brooklyn (come on)
Shaolin (come on)
Queensbridge down to Long Island (come on)
Bronx, nigga (come on)
Manhattan (come on)
To each and every hood, what's happenin'? (Come on)

Every day, every rotation, come with it (yeah, yeah)
Let me talk, come on
Ayo, God
Yeah, lord
Flipmode, Wu-Tang, nigga
Ain't that some shit?
That's some shit
Abso-truthfully, Bus-a-Bus
Meth-Tical
Yeah (yeah)
Ay, let me know when you wanna do that again, God
Shit, we we can do it right now (yeah)




Shoutout to New Jersey
Yeah

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Method Man's song "What The Blood Clot" paint the picture of a violent and dangerous environment, with gunshots and drug use serving as constant reminders of the harsh reality. The aggressive and confident attitute weaves its way through the lyrics, with the rapper clearly stating his disregard for other rappers, as well as his own humble roots. He describes his own talents as part of a "fighter" mentality and warns his competition to stay in line or face the consequences.


Method Man's tough exterior is amplified by his use of regional slang and bold typography, which emphasizes a barely controlled anger that can explode in an instant. The use of forceful, colorful metaphors and imagery reinforces each bold line of lyrics, creating an unforgettable and impactful listening experience.


Overall, "What The Blood Clot" showcases Method Man's vocal range and lyrical abilities, while also providing social commentary on the dangers of living in violent communities. The track is a celebration of the hip-hop culture that has allowed the rapper to rise up and excel, as well as a warning to others who may not have the same level of commitment and dedication.


Line by Line Meaning

All I hear is gun shots
I only hear the sound of guns being fired


Can I touch something?
Can I feel something tangible or real?


What the blood claat!
An exclamation conveying shock or disbelief


Niggaz want tical make it happen
People want the Method Man experience and are willing to make it happen


You know my fuckin' style fuck the rappin'
Method Man prioritizes his unique way of doing things over just wordplay


We can take it back to eighty five if you want to start actin' like you live
Method Man is willing to take things back to a time when street credibility mattered


It's all good, I'm rollin' with my clique
Method Man is confident in his group's abilities and is sticking with them


Owls Packwoods & Phillies smokin' sess blunts mixed with illy
Method Man and his crew smoke high-quality weed mixed with another substance


Got me bustin' now the whole world looks dusted
Method Man is so high on this weed that everywhere he looks seems hazy and unclear


I'm in the area with the skill that never rusted
Method Man has remained excellent in his craft despite the passage of time


For real, nigga, touch it & you burn, when will motherfuckers learn
Method Man is so good at what he does that those who try to challenge him will fail and be hurt by his prowess


What be spreadin' like a germ? Ha ha, it's Meth, word
Method Man has become a contagious force in the music industry with his talent


I be that early bird that got the worm & if you check it
Method Man is an early riser who gets what he wants and is confirmed by his actions


I'm on point, like a fax machine you get the message
Method Man is efficient and effective in communicating his message


It be no question & them bust the second guessin's
There is no doubt, and those who doubt or hesitate will be defeated


Keep your thoughts on your lessons
Stay focused on learning and reviewing the important things


To tell the truth, you don't amaze me Killa Hill project
Method Man is not surprised or impressed by the work of another group


A Star Trek phaser couldn't phase me what
Nothing can negatively affect or bother Method Man, not even science fiction devices


Check the Raderuckus fuck this
Method Man is telling someone to listen carefully and forget everything else


Smoke a Dutchmaster, have 'em screamin' for the duchess
Method Man and his crew smoke Dutchmaster cigars and people want to join them


Yeah, I gotta have it, so I strive to stick my piece
Method Man is determined to go after what he wants and is willing to do anything for it


If I don't do it for myself, I'm a do it for Kase
Method Man will work hard for himself and his crewmate Kase


'Cause that's my peoples, I'm giving you injections that be Lethal
Method Man is giving his friends and fans something powerful that will impact them


Weapon, when niggaz start the half steppin'
Method Man uses his talent and reputation as a weapon when people try to take advantage of him


Then I get evil. But don't let that negative vibe right there
Method Man can become harsh and cruel, but it shouldn't discourage others


Mislead you, I'm humble, a fucking Killer Bee
Method Man is a humble but powerful individual in the Wu-Tang Clan


Far from bumble, I sting you BZT and I bring you
Method Man is the opposite of being clumsy, he causes pain with his lyrics and brings something new to the table


Thirty-six chambers of head banger, bitch
Method Man delivers intense and captivating music to his fans


Why I deal with? I think the mic is on the fritz
Method Man is unsure why he is facing these challenges, maybe the microphone isn't working properly


Faggot soundmen! They be sabotagin' shit
Method Man blames the sound technicians for causing issues on stage


Look up in the sky, it's a bird, it's a plane
Method Man is comparing himself to a superhero who the world will soon know about


Methical, let the whole world know my fuckin' name
Method Man wants everyone to know who he is


What the blood claat!
An exclamation conveying shock or disbelief




Lyrics Ā© Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Clifford Smith, Trevor Smith, Anand Bakshi, Rahul Dev Burman, C. SMITH, H. JORDAN, R. D. BURMAN, T. SMITH

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Most interesting comment from YouTube:

@seekerundue

Ifeanyi Arinze they do. Just not mainstream.

Try:
Waves by Joey Bada$$
Understood by Mick Jenkins
King Kunta by Kendrick Lamar
Fire Squad by J. Cole
Clouds by Locksmith
4 PM in Calabasas by Drake (yes I was surprised when I first heard this)



All comments from YouTube:

@awc6007

How do you know Method Man is a badass? Heā€™s the only featured artist on Ready to Die

@darksharxz

Yup

@bh-0330

theres people who sat in the studio with meth and big and they say meth was the only guy who ever could flow with biggie and hold his own.

@bl2528

Bragging rights for sure

@TriplomatX

You know Big thought Method was the better lyricist in this song? That's respect.

@Bmoreflow

Meth got flow with bars he a legend a pioneer

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@lewisball5663

Biggie was 50 years ahead of his time. That last verse is about as close to perfection as it gets. Meth is on another planet as well.

@cupcakethecatsworld1092

Facts!! Well put

@taz4201

U shouldnā€™t take meth

@PeanutSpring3

How was he ahead of his time? If anything, he fit perfectly in his time.

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