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Method Man Lyrics


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Yo, I'm bout to hit you with this ya'meen
On top of the ya'meen, with a lil' bit of ya'meen mixed in
Ya'meen? Yeah... yeah... yo

How should I get it started, fuck it, just get it started
These trash talking artists is nothing, niggaz is garbage
When Meth strike his target, leave it dearly departed
His flow is clearly the hardest, y'all gon' feel me regardless
Might break a promise, but never, breaking the code
Some get popped and call for they mamma, when the drama unfolds
My block, hot as a sauna, never wind up and joke
Crack deals on every corner, fiends wanna foam you with soap
And, if life's a bitch, then I bet she bitter and cold
Everytime she thinking I fold, seven figures get sold
Meth, all in your chest, or inhale it all in your nose
Cops don't know about this Method, but smell it all in his clothes
Yup, I'm still intact, how real is that, I'm back
With enough, fits a million, to figure vanilla wraps up
New York, New York, rock tube socks and Timberlands
'Cause hip hop ain't feeling them flip-flops, they feminine

I'm the one shot dealing, one shot killing it (ya'meen)
Yeah, it's the top billing, the block feeling like (ya'meen)
Yeah, fuck with me (ya'meen), yeah, fuck with me (ya'meen)
If you not for squealing, and for spilling the (ya'meen)
The streets is watching the apple rotten like (ya'meen)
Plus the B.B. hot and the towers dropping like (ya'meen)
Yeah, fuck with this (ya'meen), yeah, fuck with this (ya'meen)
If you get it popping, or get to popping 'em (ya'meen)

You know the haters diss you, let's deal with bigger issues
You know New York is dying after all the shit we been through
And we done lost B.I.G., we done lost Pun
Homey, you can't live, gotta go and get them guns
You know the hammers'll lose your cabbage, them dudes do damage
Send Zulu Nation through Reaganomics, we move them package
We pushing rain pain, gotta go and get that money
Y'all going "hey hey", but don't that pen look lovely
You - must - not - know - who - y'all niggaz is fucking with
I - can - take - life - nig... just for the fuck of it
Crack's crazy, that nigga'll smack babies
Clap ladies for yackin' you gon' catch shady
Call it a mass shower, the way them hollow's drizzle
Mr. Potato Head, you know them things can't miss you
The Average Joe, with an average flow
Me and Meth bringing back New York, nigga

I'm the one shot dealing, one shot killing it (ya'meen)
Yeah, it's the top billing, the block feeling like (ya'meen)
Yeah, fuck with me (ya'meen), yeah, fuck with me (ya'meen)
If you not for squealing, and for spilling the (ya'meen)
The streets is watching the apple rotten like (ya'meen)
Plus the B.B. hot and the towers dropping like (ya'meen)
Yeah, fuck with this (ya'meen), yeah, fuck with this (ya'meen)
If you get it popping, or get to popping 'em (ya'meen)

You don't like me, you can get what's right above the testicles
S.P., turn your top five into vegetables
You don't believe me, get 'em all in a room
And the next five, I plan to getting all of them soon
Y'all can meet me at the table that's round, or get ya place in the ground
That's what you get, when you facing me, clown
Who got the crown, I'm piss on it now, while you wearing it
Nobody nicer than Ghost, I ain't hearing it
Been Nike Airing it, white tee out
Stick-up kid season when the dice be out
I'm a thug or star investing in living, niggaz sippin' soup
Ghost rapper, knocking out your icey mouth
Niggaz in the East wanna unite, not me
If you ain't sayin' I'm the best, you ain't come to be right
KnawImean? If you don't, then you not of being
Your four-four, knock little pieces off of your spleen, nigga

I'm the one shot dealing, one shot killing it (ya'meen)
Yeah, it's the top billing, the block feeling like (ya'meen)
Yeah, fuck with me (ya'meen), yeah, fuck with me (ya'meen)
If you not for squealing, and for spilling the (ya'meen)
The streets is watching the apple rotten like (ya'meen)
Plus the B.B. hot and the towers dropping like (ya'meen)




Yeah, fuck with this (ya'meen), yeah, fuck with this (ya'meen)
If you get it popping, or get to popping 'em (ya'meen)

Overall Meaning

In the song "Ya'Meen," Method Man delivers yet another lyrical masterpiece. The artist wastes no time getting the song started with a hard-hitting opening verse that brims with self-confidence. He takes aim at his haters, trash-talking artists he deems garbage, all while asserting his own lyrical prowess. Meth's flow on this track both preserves and builds on his past work as he raps with energy and precision, his words perfectly timed between the beat. The artist shows a mastery of rhyme schemes and metaphors that completes his picture as one of the top rappers in the game. The track feels especially raw and genuine, with Meth dropping lyrics about the harsh streets of Brooklyn and keeping it real no matter what.


The chorus of "Ya'Meen" itself is memorable and infectious, delivered in Method Man's trademark guttural tone. He layers his vocals with ad-libs, giving the song a raw and untamed feel that runs throughout. The beat is dark and hard-hitting, with powerful drums and a sample that permeates the background of the song. This only adds to the track's ominous tone, emphasizing the gritty, street-based themes that Meth consistently employs.


Overall, "Ya'Meen" is a reflection of Method Man's skill and dominance in the rap game. The song is confident, relentless, and aggressive, just like the artist himself. It is a textbook example of New York City hip-hop at its finest, displaying the genre's traditionally hard-hitting and aggressive style while incorporating Meth's own lyrical and stylistic mastery.


Line by Line Meaning

Yo, I'm bout to hit you with this ya'meen
I'm about to get real with you, you feel me?


On top of the ya'meen, with a lil' bit of ya'meen mixed in
I'm gonna give you a little extra on top of what you're already feeling.


Ya'meen? Yeah... yeah... yo
You know what I'm saying? Yeah, yeah, you feel me?


How should I get it started, fuck it, just get it started
I don't even need a plan, let's just go for it.


These trash talking artists is nothing, niggaz is garbage
Other rappers are nothing compared to me, they're garbage.


When Meth strike his target, leave it dearly departed
When Method Man attacks, his target won't be coming back.


His flow is clearly the hardest, y'all gon' feel me regardless
My flow is the strongest, you're gonna feel me no matter what.


Might break a promise, but never, breaking the code
I might break a promise, but I'll never go against my principles.


Some get popped and call for they mamma, when the drama unfolds
Some people can't handle tough situations and will cry out for their mom when things get rough.


My block, hot as a sauna, never wind up and joke
My neighborhood is dangerous and serious, not a place to mess around.


Crack deals on every corner, fiends wanna foam you with soap
There are drug deals happening everywhere, and addicts are so desperate they might attack you with soap in order to get money for their fix.


And, if life's a bitch, then I bet she bitter and cold
If life is tough, then it's probably unforgiving and harsh.


Everytime she thinking I fold, seven figures get sold
Every time people underestimate me, I come back stronger and make millions.


Meth, all in your chest, or inhale it all in your nose
My rap is powerful and will hit you right in the chest, or you'll feel it all the way up in your head if you inhale it.


Cops don't know about this Method, but smell it all in his clothes
The police might not know who Method Man is, but they can smell his success just by looking at him.


Yup, I'm still intact, how real is that, I'm back
I'm still on top of my game and stronger than ever, I'm back at it.


With enough, fits a million, to figure vanilla wraps up
I have a lot of money, enough to buy a million dollars worth of vanilla wraps.


New York, New York, rock tube socks and Timberlands
In New York, people wear socks with Timberland boots.


'Cause hip hop ain't feeling them flip-flops, they feminine
Hip hop culture doesn't like flip-flops, because they are seen as weak and unmanly.


I'm the one shot dealing, one shot killing it (ya'meen)
I'm the one who's got the skills to succeed, and I'm doing it really well (you know what I mean?).


Yeah, it's the top billing, the block feeling like (ya'meen)
I'm the main attraction, and the whole neighborhood is feeling it (you know what I mean?).


Yeah, fuck with me (ya'meen), yeah, fuck with me (ya'meen)
Don't underestimate me, you know what I'm talking about.


If you not for squealing, and for spilling the (ya'meen)
If you're not a snitch, and you're not telling secrets (you know what I'm talking about).


The streets is watching the apple rotten like (ya'meen)
Everyone is watching New York deteriorate (you know what I'm talking about).


Plus the B.B. hot and the towers dropping like (ya'meen)
The police are on high alert and buildings are being destroyed (you know what I'm talking about).


Yeah, fuck with this (ya'meen), yeah, fuck with this (ya'meen)
Listen to my music, you know what I'm talking about.


If you get it popping, or get to popping 'em (ya'meen)
If you're getting involved in violent situations (you know what I'm talking about).


You know the haters diss you, let's deal with bigger issues
Don't worry about what the haters are saying, let's focus on more important things.


You know New York is dying after all the shit we been through
New York is in a bad place because of everything we've experienced.


And we done lost B.I.G., we done lost Pun
We have lost two important rappers: Biggie Smalls and Big Pun.


Homey, you can't live, gotta go and get them guns
You can't survive in this environment without a gun.


You know the hammers'll lose your cabbage, them dudes do damage
If you're not careful, you'll get severely hurt or killed by people who are violent.


Send Zulu Nation through Reaganomics, we move them package
We're involved in illegal activity, and we're moving drugs through Zulu Nation (an African-American cultural organization) and Reaganomics (economic policies introduced during the Reagan administration).


We pushing rain pain, gotta go and get that money
We're selling drugs and causing people a lot of pain, but we need to do it to make money.


Y'all going "hey hey", but don't that pen look lovely
Some people might talk about how they're gonna hurt us, but they'll end up in prison (where the pen looks lovely).


You - must - not - know - who - y'all niggaz is fucking with
You don't understand who you're messing with.


I - can - take - life - nig... just for the fuck of it
I could easily take someone's life just because I feel like it.


Crack's crazy, that nigga'll smack babies
People who are addicted to crack are crazy and might even hurt babies.


Clap ladies for yackin' you gon' catch shady
If you mess with these people (who sell drugs), you might get hurt or killed.


Call it a mass shower, the way them hollow's drizzle
When gunshots go off, it sounds like a mass of water droplets hitting the ground.


Mr. Potato Head, you know them things can't miss you
Bullets (referred to as Mr. Potato Head) are very dangerous and will hit their target.


The Average Joe, with an average flow
There are a lot of average rappers out there with no special talent.


Me and Meth bringing back New York, nigga
Me and Method Man are bringing back real rap music to New York.


You don't like me, you can get what's right above the testicles
If you don't like me, you can get punched in the balls.


S.P., turn your top five into vegetables
My group, S.P. (the Wu-Tang Clan), is so good that we'll make your top five rappers look bad.


You don't believe me, get 'em all in a room
If you don't believe me, put all the rappers in a room and you'll see that Wu-Tang Clan is the best.


And the next five, I plan to getting all of them soon
And after that, I plan to surpass even more rappers.


Y'all can meet me at the table that's round, or get ya place in the ground
You can either collaborate with me or get killed.


That's what you get, when you facing me, clown
That's what happens to people who face me and underestimate me.


Who got the crown, I'm piss on it now, while you wearing it
I'm the new king of rap and I'll disrespect the old king while he's still in power.


Nobody nicer than Ghost, I ain't hearing it
Nobody is a better rapper than Ghostface Killah, and I won't listen to anyone who thinks otherwise.


Been Nike Airing it, white tee out
I've been wearing Nike shoes with a white t-shirt.


Stick-up kid season when the dice be out
When people are playing dice, it's a good time for robbers to strike.


I'm a thug or star investing in living, niggaz sippin' soup
I'm either a tough gangster or a successful rapper, but other people are barely surviving and struggling to make ends meet.


Ghost rapper, knocking out your icey mouth
Ghostface Killah is the man who will knock out someone's gold teeth for fun.


Niggaz in the East wanna unite, not me
Some rappers in the East want to collaborate and unite, but I don't want to.


If you ain't sayin' I'm the best, you ain't come to be right
If you don't think I'm the best rapper, you're wrong.


KnawImean? If you don't, then you not of being
You know what I'm saying? If you don't understand me, then you're not really in the know.


Your four-four, knock little pieces off of your spleen, nigga
My gun is so powerful it can blow chunks off of your internal organs.




Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: CLIFFORD SMITH, JOSH JOERGENSEN, D. KLEIN, DAVID STYLES, JOSEPH CARTEGENA

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