Presidential MC - Method Man
Written by：Clifford Smith/Robert Diggs/Corey Woods
Yeah uh heheheh (That's Shadowboxing )
Yo
It's that Blackout spazzed out G-String divas
Leave you assed out passed out it's cold
Pack your heat up blow your back out
You bad mouth make 'em all believers
Throwing rocks from a glass house
Y'all ain't perfect either
See that cheeba and that hash out (garbage day tomorrow)
And I have yet to take that trash out
Or emptied this cigar
RZA Rah we amped eh Meth is on his job
It ain't nothing
Like the French say;"che sera sera"
So let's move on
Until the day we laying in the casket
With them suits on
And I'm so cool that hell is only luke warm
Been too strong for too long
I'll probably die
With my boots on
And on my way to cash a coochie coupon
You know I'm proper
Don't let them boys confuse you
The fact is Meth
I'm harder than bottles made by Yoo-Hoo
Wu-Tang welcome to the House of Flying Daggers
Where the truth aim
Flying out the mouth of flying rappers
There it is
Now ask yourself is this for real it can't be
My ni**a if it ain't for real it ain't me
I elect myself as presidential M C
I elect myself as presidential M C
Now ask yourself why is he so low key
Why is niggaz pimpin' when the game chose me
I elect myself as presidential M C
I elect myself as presidential M C
Yo blew 'em and hit 'em
And he went into a spin cycle
Outblew his liver a river flooded
What's happening
It's *** we wanted
Gloves buttered thug coverage
This is Fila white sneaker
Louis Vitton luggage
I came representative huddle
They all love you
That W the legacy of little niggaz muggin' you
The f**k what's up with you yo you suck ni**a
Benches used to pluck niggaz
We be on the roof like"f**k you"
Them red beams is coming losers
Got to walk the plank
Users with uzi's on 'em you move
You getting spanked
Shank broilers banked
Alcoholics ranked ballers
They should call us
I rock mad ice like a walrus
The lamesters decided to lure us
We was up in Freedomtown
Getting weeded one Bentley tour bus
You might like the mack and explore dust
You can't f**k with all of us one of us dropped
There's twenty more of us
Now ask yourself is this for real it can't be
My ni**a if it ain't for real it ain't me
I elect myself as presidential M C
I elect myself as presidential M C
Now ask yourself why is he so low key
Why is niggaz pimpin' when the game chose me
I elect myself as presidential M C
I elect myself as presidential M C
Peel caps like tangerines
You shook/shake like tamberines
Then jet from the set
In the all black Lamborghin'
Nobody seen me
B**ch in a tini red bikini
Niggaz saw her
Because they thought they saw a genie
Heidi Klum p**sy juicy fat as a plum
Picture on the wall in jail
Niggaz jerk til they come
God gargantuan large colossus bombardment of darts
Make your squad throw tantrums
Practice karma sutra on broads pop bra's
Leave birds with permanent scars
And sh*t like birthmarks
Digi bark back at dogs
Snatch flies from frogs
Blow California chronic to despise the smog
This sh*t I been with biz in the clearing
Pigs sharing
Got fresh Wu-Wearing
Motherf**kers not caring
Then move through your community
With diplomat immunity
Move to rep a two or G shine like fine jewelry
Now ask yourself is this for real it can't be
My ni**a if it ain't for real it ain't me
I elect myself as presidential M C
I elect myself as presidential M C
Now ask yourself why is he so low key
Why is niggaz pimpin' when the game chose me
I elect myself as presidential M C
I elect myself as presidential M C
Written by：Clifford Smith/Robert Diggs/Corey Woods
Yeah uh heheheh (That's Shadowboxing )
Yo
It's that Blackout spazzed out G-String divas
Leave you assed out passed out it's cold
Pack your heat up blow your back out
You bad mouth make 'em all believers
Throwing rocks from a glass house
Y'all ain't perfect either
See that cheeba and that hash out (garbage day tomorrow)
And I have yet to take that trash out
Or emptied this cigar
RZA Rah we amped eh Meth is on his job
It ain't nothing
Like the French say;"che sera sera"
So let's move on
Until the day we laying in the casket
With them suits on
And I'm so cool that hell is only luke warm
Been too strong for too long
I'll probably die
With my boots on
And on my way to cash a coochie coupon
You know I'm proper
Don't let them boys confuse you
The fact is Meth
I'm harder than bottles made by Yoo-Hoo
Wu-Tang welcome to the House of Flying Daggers
Where the truth aim
Flying out the mouth of flying rappers
There it is
Now ask yourself is this for real it can't be
My ni**a if it ain't for real it ain't me
I elect myself as presidential M C
I elect myself as presidential M C
Now ask yourself why is he so low key
Why is niggaz pimpin' when the game chose me
I elect myself as presidential M C
I elect myself as presidential M C
Yo blew 'em and hit 'em
And he went into a spin cycle
Outblew his liver a river flooded
What's happening
It's *** we wanted
Gloves buttered thug coverage
This is Fila white sneaker
Louis Vitton luggage
I came representative huddle
They all love you
That W the legacy of little niggaz muggin' you
The f**k what's up with you yo you suck ni**a
Benches used to pluck niggaz
We be on the roof like"f**k you"
Them red beams is coming losers
Got to walk the plank
Users with uzi's on 'em you move
You getting spanked
Shank broilers banked
Alcoholics ranked ballers
They should call us
I rock mad ice like a walrus
The lamesters decided to lure us
We was up in Freedomtown
Getting weeded one Bentley tour bus
You might like the mack and explore dust
You can't f**k with all of us one of us dropped
There's twenty more of us
Now ask yourself is this for real it can't be
My ni**a if it ain't for real it ain't me
I elect myself as presidential M C
I elect myself as presidential M C
Now ask yourself why is he so low key
Why is niggaz pimpin' when the game chose me
I elect myself as presidential M C
I elect myself as presidential M C
Peel caps like tangerines
You shook/shake like tamberines
Then jet from the set
In the all black Lamborghin'
Nobody seen me
B**ch in a tini red bikini
Niggaz saw her
Because they thought they saw a genie
Heidi Klum p**sy juicy fat as a plum
Picture on the wall in jail
Niggaz jerk til they come
God gargantuan large colossus bombardment of darts
Make your squad throw tantrums
Practice karma sutra on broads pop bra's
Leave birds with permanent scars
And sh*t like birthmarks
Digi bark back at dogs
Snatch flies from frogs
Blow California chronic to despise the smog
This sh*t I been with biz in the clearing
Pigs sharing
Got fresh Wu-Wearing
Motherf**kers not caring
Then move through your community
With diplomat immunity
Move to rep a two or G shine like fine jewelry
Now ask yourself is this for real it can't be
My ni**a if it ain't for real it ain't me
I elect myself as presidential M C
I elect myself as presidential M C
Now ask yourself why is he so low key
Why is niggaz pimpin' when the game chose me
I elect myself as presidential M C
I elect myself as presidential M C
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