Your On
Method Man Lyrics


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I ain't never ate like this before
You don't understand
You don't know what I've been through
Naw mean?
You 'bout to go above and beyond right now
Hungry

I grew up in a food desert
Ate dirt, I'ma do better
Y'all old school, I got knew cheddar
I said fuck food, I'ma chew sweaters, yeah
I bought me a Rollie, so I could eat the stones
I'm poppin' little bitty bottles, 'cause I drink cologne
What that mean? It mean yesterday I ain't have things
I was tired of having these black beans
So today I'm eatin' that flat screen, yeah
On my boulevard, we ain't got no cookie jar
For desert we eatin' Michael Jordan rookie cards
That's big league
Money salad, that shit's green
And I'm home, snackin' on comic books
Amazin' fantasy, fifteen
Feed me fashion, I'm Galactus
Chewin' on your universe
Keep your sushi, I'm too bougie
Fry me up that Gucci purse
They said dinner's at 9, I pushed for earlier
I pushed the menus aside and said cook this furniture

I got that brand new money
Yeah, I just got paid
I'm tradin' mac-a-roni
For them gold rope chains
I got mills, I'll eat grills
I'll eat hunned dollar bills
I'm feelin' like a million bucks
Baby, I eat how I feel

I don't eat food, no, I eat the plates
All the forks and knives
'Fore we speak the grace
Want the birthday candles
I don't need the cake
I bite the hand that feeds me
'Fore I eat the grapes, yeah
Expensive taste
I eat Louis sandals and even Gucci
Groupies with edible drawers
But we just eat the coochie
My ex, ha, if I eat the cookies, that's X-box
Little Playstation with some red hot
She got junk food and I'm Red Fox, yeah
If only barbie knew
She'd bar me from the Bar-B-Que
After I eat the bar and grill
I might eat barbie too
Yeah that white girl
That tie laces too tight girl
With a snack or meal
She with the man of steel
So I'mma keep on feedin' her pipe, girl
Put that crack up on a cracker
Then I feed it to the birds
Make a rapper eat a wrapper
Then I make him eat his words
Come get these nouns and verbs
Get what you now deserve




I sprinkle sugar on shh
And call it Brown 'N Serve, ya

Overall Meaning

Method Man's song "You're On" is a celebratory song of his own talent and power as a rapper. The lyrics are aggressively self-confident, as Method Man asserts his ability to dominate his opponents in rap battles. The song begins with Method Man bragging about his skills, claiming that he can outclass anyone who tries to take him on. He also boasts about his ability to make his opponents slide, slip, and backflip as they try to keep up with him. He then turns his attention to his DJ skills, comparing himself to the legendary DJ Quik. Method Man goes on to describe himself as the top-notch rapper on the block, carrying a gun for protection against those who might challenge him. He tells his listeners that he's so good, he deserves their respect.


The second verse of the song picks up right where the first left off, with Method Man continuing to boast about his rap skills. He compares himself to the witches from "Eastwick" and promises to make his listeners' teeth grit with his funky beats. The lyrics continue to build up his ego, with Method Man describing himself as a "fly human being" and using Korean to emphasize his coolness. The third verse of the song focuses on his flow and delivery, with Method Man comparing himself to the characters from "The Fly" movies and describing himself as a "spectacular" and "loaded" rapper. He then concludes the song by urging his listeners to hold their breath and prepare for his explosive rhymes.


Line by Line Meaning

Look out, it's the Funkadelic Funk for chumps
Beware, it's Method Man with his funky music for those who aren't in the know


Who don't be knowin' my name, I tear the frame out ya punks
If you don't recognize me, I'll embarrass you with my rhymes and beats


I make ya slide, make ya slip, make ya wanna backflip
My music is so groovy and upbeat that it'll make you dance and move around


I get biz with the skit, I DJ like Quik
I'm skilled at rapping and DJing, just like DJ Quik


The topnotch of the block, 'cause I carry a glock
I'm the best of the best in my neighborhood, and I carry a gun for protection


Only hot rocks I'm hot, so give up the props
I'm the only one bringing the heat, so give me the recognition and respect I deserve


My style is hummin comin' 'atcha, duck or get backed up
My style is so fierce and intense that it'll hit you hard, so either prepare yourself or step back


Dispatcher 'Red, get freaky to the rapture'
My DJ name 'Red' can change the mood and atmosphere of the party, so let's dance till the end


So come on light the buddha check your honey while I scoop her
Let's smoke some weed and enjoy the music while I seduce your girlfriend


The Soopafly, Jimmy fly Snooka rips the roof off
I'm unstoppable and will destroy anything in my path, just like Soopafly or Jimmy Snooka


Then hook off on your crew, to the check of one to two
I'll take on and defeat your entire crew, while counting off on my microphone


It's you, who? Redman with the Kung-Fu
It's me, Redman, the rapper with the martial arts skills


Come on and get down and boogie oogie with the ruff neck
Let loose and dance with the tough and spirited individuals


Hit women like Madonna all the way down to Smurfette
I'm popular with women of all sizes and types


But first get your tables I roast your whole record label kids
Before we start anything, get your DJ equipment ready, and I promise to dominate and humiliate your entire record label


Can I tear the roof off this mother? It's the Funkdafied brother
Can I bring the house down with my funky music? It's just me, the guy who brings the funk


Then I laugh, because I burn ya like Backdraft
I'll laugh and mock you while causing you to suffer, just like the fire in the movie Backdraft


So call the fire engine 'cause I'm flamin' up your buildin'
Get ready to put out the fire I'm about to start in your musical career


One life to live, so the funk is in all my children
Life is precious, so I'll make the most of it by spreading my funky music to everyone


'Cause I can get wicked like the witches from Eastwick
I possess the same level of witch-like power and wickedness as the characters from the movie 'The Witches of Eastwick'


And freak the type of funk to make all y'all teeth grit
My funky music is so amazing and powerful that it'll make you grind your teeth


And crumble, my style is more flyer than the Brundle
I'm unstoppable and my music is better than the Brundlefly, the hybrid fly character from the movie 'The Fly'


PsychoBetaP-Funk, got styles hard as tree trunks
My music is a combination of different styles, including funk and hip-hop, and it's impactful and strong like tree trunks


For real punk, you got a blunt, light it 'cause I need one
Seriously, buddy, do you have a joint? I need one to enjoy this funky moment together


And get down with the irrelevant funk to make ya jump
Let's dance and enjoy this unimportant yet irresistible funky music


With the fly human being, watch me freak it in Korean
As a cool and talented human being, I'll impress you by rapping in Korean


I rip shop in hip-hop, I get props, my lip rocks
I dominate the world of hip-hop with my music, and people recognize and appreciate my skills


The rap stuff's more spooky than movies from Hitchcock
The genre of rap and hip-hop is more incredible and thrilling than even movies directed by Alfred Hitchcock


Sit back, relax, let me rip to the funk track
Relax and enjoy while I rap and perform over this funky track


And press rewind if I haven't blown your mind
Go ahead and listen to my music again if it hasn't already had a profound impact and lasting impression on you


Let me get busy with the funky fly stuff
I'm ready to show you my best and grooviest funky tracks


'Cause I cut your freakin' eyes out
My music is so intense and amazing that it'll pierce your vision and leave you with nothing but an unforgettable experience


Fuck Bruce Willis because I die rough
Who cares about Bruce Willis? I'll go out and die a memorable and tough death


It's the Funkadelic Redman and I hit ya with the
I'm Redman, the funk musician, and I'll hit you hard with my music


Funkadelic level, the P-Funk, the devil
I possess the highest level of funk music skills, known as P-Funk, and I'm as unstoppable and wild as the devil himself


The spectacular, Blacula, bust holes like Dracula
I'm amazing and breathtaking, and I cause destruction and chaos just like fictional characters like Blacula or Dracula


Loaded, of course, more Legend than Acura
I'm wealthy and successful, and my fame and reputation are more valuable than a luxurious Acura car


I'm swift, I like big spliffs so I tisk tisk a tasket
I'm quick and nimble, and I love smoking big joints, so I'll just laugh and judge those who don't


Plus keep the Glock in my basket
I also carry a gun in my concealed basket for protection and safety


I cough up a lung 'cause I freak it with the tongue
I'm so skilled at rapping that I may end up coughing and losing my breath as I perform


'Cause I can 'Wax on! Wax off!' like Daniel-san
I'm just as good at karate moves as Daniel-san, and I'm ready to show my fans my versatile and impressive skills


Do the yea yea, boogey say up jump the boogey
Let's enjoy and dance to the funky music together


To the boogey to the boogey
It's all about dancing and moving to the beat


Thanks to E 'cause he hooked me
I'm grateful to my friend E for helping me and supporting my music


So fuck what ya heard, word to herb
Don't listen to rumors or gossip, just smoke some herb and enjoy the music


'Cause I mac-frama-lama
I'm flirting and trying to impress the ladies with my charming and sexy personality


Plus I kick the grammar, straight from New Jers
I'm also good at speaking and writing correct English, and I'm proud to represent my homeland of New Jersey


It's the renegade rap Redman, really who rip rhymes in rough mode
I'm a hip-hop rebel and Redman the rapper, who's known for delivering incredible and raw rap music


Yo, hold your breath while I explode! Ha
Get ready to be amazed and blown away by my music, as I'm about to explode onto the scene




Lyrics ยฉ Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: Clifford Smith, Michael W. Eagle II, TK Kayembe

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@Boris The B1ad3 X hahaha, y'all hilarious. Welp let me go unlock the doors. Couple hrs

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Wwe agression 1999

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PAC

Method Man has always been one of the most lyrical MCs of all-time. This man deserves the respect no doubt.

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Iโ€™m glad real Rap still alive!!!! Iโ€™m 80s kid and this is what I expected from old school legends. Plus looks guys to be honest we will remember wutang and other classic rapers for ever, what about new artists: nobody will remember their names in few years.

Real Eyes Realise Real Lies

M.E.T.H.O.D M.A.N one of the most iconic voices and flows in Hip Hop period. Meth is no doubt one of the illest EVER!!!

zjaypo

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Jay Henderson

The WU is back!!
Nice to see the OG's taking a grip hold on the game!!

Robert William Hill

Man this came out when I was 14 maybe 15 on the wwf aggression soundtrack . I'm 33 now, salute from New Zealand.

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