Текст песни Mathematics f Method Man, Panama P.I. - John 3:16
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[Intro: Method Man]Boy, you ain`t shitMuthafuckin` right, this my intro, my niggaAllah Math, that was a good oneOne love to the God InfIn my heart baby, one, oneStapleton, the Wild West, Park Hill (we gon` freakthis shit like this)Port Richmond, Now Born, Jungle Nilz[Chorus: Method Man]I`m screamin` long live The WI see you fools through the same as my brothers doNow can somebody tell me who let them dogs outAnd watch these villains tear the roof off they dog house[Method Man]Who got that champagne, got that remy, got it good and plentyWho only got a few friends, and they not friendlyAnd to scrubs, I might just blackout and blow your lightbulbWe turn night clubs to Fight Club, that`s what happens when you invite thugsThe bouge function with haters and bustersAnd big head Hollywood hoes, let`s get the fuckersGuess who, you like Meth who, now let me show you what the tech doSpit when he talk, and word wet youIt`s the return of the su-super spermMackin`, lovin` my perm, have ya, fling out that burn, bitchIf you don`t know me, then you better know my flowMeth Jigga what, Jigga who, jiggalo[Hook: Method Man]I don`t usually do this, but keep the party going (uh-huh)I don`t usually do this, but keep the party going (nigga)I don`t usually do this, but keep the party goingYo yo`ing, yo, yo, yo, yo`ing[Chorus][Method Man]As if the fortune or fame, that make y`all changeGot Milton Bradley hatin` the game, playas hatin` the sameY`all know his name, no need to mention or to explainWhat I`ve been through, how I get down, or why I cameLet`s talk about this flame in my mouth, I can`t containSome weed pocket change and some brain I can`t complainNow, I heard y`all ladies got them thang thangs, do you reallyPark Hillbillies, come from down south, slap ya sillySo what the dealy, with them Dutch Masters, really yoBackwoods, and niggaz that make herb with illioI swear these niggaz don`t know they ass from they elbowDon`t know that I`mma strike, short of a shelltoeNiggaz around here, stick ya like velcroCase closed, baby it ain`t safe no moreCome on[Hook][Chorus][Interlude: Panama P.I.]If you can drink or smoke itWhatever gets you by, everybody in here, highYou can drink it or smoke itWhatever gets you by, everybody in here, highWe gon` keep the party going, Mathematics, Method ManPanama P.I., yea, John 3:16[Chorus 2X]