Method Man – What's Happenin' Lyrics

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[Intro: Busta Rhymes (Method Man)]
Aiyo, Tical? (What up, fam?)
You know Busta-Bust 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 Bust or Meth (bye dead man die)
Yeah, I-I-I think the streets been lookin' for this one for a long time
(Yeah, aiyo) Come on!

[Verse 1: Method Man]
I came to bring the pain, more hard to the brain
(Tical)
, I'm busting that ass again
I burn like acid rain, that ass is lame
These niggas tryna see how I come? ask your dame
Made it evident, I'm hunting 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
Spaz, 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, bank cash
Everybody do it wit'cha stank ass

[Hook: Method Man and Busta Rhymes]
Make you rob somebody, grab somebody
Stomp somebody, slap somebody
Make you wanna step to the bar and sip Bacardi
Wild out, spaz in the club, we in the party

Brooklyn, Shaolin
Queensbridge down to Long Island
Bronx nigga, Manhattan
To each and every hood what's happening


[Interlude: Method Man and Busta Rhymes]
Yeah, let 'em talk, nigga, come on Bust
Aiyo, Meth, let me get at these niggas
Yeah

[Verse 2: Busta Rhymes]
Now watch me back your shit up
I hope your people pull up
And pick up and pack your shit up
Homey 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

Go head and babble, you can watch me patiently waiting
Aiming, attacking
Instead I'mma 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
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

[Hook]

[Interlude: Method Man and Busta Rhymes]
Haha, that's the truth, my nigga
Nigga, listen, listen, let me talk
Let me talk

[Busta Rhymes and Method Man]
Can't you see what I got for you now
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 when you bout to lose it, my nigga
And you know we gon' get real stupid, my nigga


[Busta Rhymes]
See the police coming
Fireman coming
Street niggas ready to riot and start dumbing
I love to see it whenever you and your man fronting
Me and Meth'll step to you quick
And smash something

[Method Man]
Now who is he
Dope MC killin 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

[Busta Rhymes]
Well yeah my nigga you know we seeing it through God
The streets be needing niggas like me and you God
I think what I'm seein from here we got em whylin yo
Logical, we should've did this shit a long time ago

[Method Man]
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

[Hook]

[Outro: Method Man and Busta Rhymes]
Every day, every rotation, come with it
Let me talk... come on, hah
Aiyo God
Yeah, lord
Flipmode/Wu-Tang, nigga, ain't that some shit
That's some shit, actually truthfully, Busta Bust! (Meth Tical
Yeah, yeah, let me know when you wanna do that again, God
Shit we can do it right now
Shout out to New Jersey, hahaha, yeah

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