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Текст песни Method Man f Raekwon - The Turn

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"Everywhere I turn, I see, your face..."[Intro: Raekwon]Yeah, ah, yeah, yo, yo, yeahYeah, motivate, motivate, from the gate, ya`llYeah, aiyo, aiyo, aiyo[Raekwon]And we the Gods, still tear the whole hood apartDarts that`ll splatter through faces, taste niggaz heartsI`m intellectual, plus professionalAnd Walbaums to vegetablesShit is right here, like buyin` fly gearDare any white man or fan nigga, ran through niggazBlew shotties in niggaz lobbies, the grand RZAWe left, the radio broke, I yoke my vocals, hittin` green smokeAllah Math`, show me when the needle brokeNumb the whole crowd up, stupid ass Loud fouled upNever knew what they had, now they proud of usPicture my vision, precision, lines jumpin` out of commissionDivine got me, nigga, the boss, he pop meRae, we gotta generate, lord, I feel the Ditech, the mildewBuy jets and vehicles, steal a littleWrap up the whole rap government[Method Man]Go head, ya`ll floss wit itWalk wit, I slap your boss wit itNavy blue, New York fitted, I`m cold frost bittedTwo puffs and off wit itYou smell the herb, `fore I lit the spots its forfeit itBlocks is hot, feel the shot from fourth/fifth itWith no regard for your boulevard, just the shit bag and bullet scarIt`s the Riddler, riddle me this, riddle me thatWho the pretender? And who the door man that let them enter?The Wu-Tang, 36 Cham`, what you smokin`?Got you in the game chokin`, like Van Gundy coachin`Your street team, bunch of weaklingsDon`t ever let me catch your reachin`Respect when a grown man is speakin`Shh, keep on sleepin`, and just like TLC, I keep on "creepin"The five percent of ya`ll, keep on teachin`The heat seakin`, missile official, that got issuesLike Funk Doc got snot tissue, it`s Hott Nikkels"Everywhere I turn, I see, your face, but you`re never there"[Method Man]Shh... shit ain`t over..Okay, now, same shit, different day, grindin`, gettin` paidSelf at it, automatic, guns that spit and sprayGotta have it, ass grab it, time to slip and weightGodbody, House your Party, watch the Kid N PlayYa`ll gon` make me go postal, up in this muthafucka houseFull of bloodsuckers and hoes that love hustlersRoll that izza, pour me another kizzaBigga, to my nigga, so drunk they can`t get upShotguns through nose, hot ones through foesLet the herb spots run til the cops come, supposeI was just another stick in the mud, on a SaturdayThinkin`, how I`mma get the fifth in the clubSee my crew thick, everyday I fights to prove itWe comes undisputed, with batteries includedHoney`s "bee" like Meth, I be like what?They want some free cd`s, I`m like "see these" nuts[Outro: Method Man]If ya`ll muthafuckas gettin` high tonight, say all right, hahaIf ya`ll muthafuckas gettin` drunk tonight, say all right, hahaIt be Tical, ok, haha, yeah, yeah, okIt be Tical, ok, haha, yeah..

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