Basically can't f**k with me

I came to bring the pain hardcore from the brain

Let's go inside my astral plane

Find out my mental's based on instrumental

Records hey so I can write monumental

Methods I'm not the King

But n***as is decaf I stick 'em for the cream

Check it just how deep can s**t get

Deep as the abyss and brothers is mad fish accept it

In your Cross Color clothes you've crossed over

Then got Totally Krossed Out and Kris Kross

Who the boss n***as get tossed to the side

And I'm the dark side of the Force

Of course it's the Method Man from the Wu Tang Clan

I be hectic and coming for the head piece protect it

F**k it two tears in a bucket n***as want the ruckus

Bustin' at me bruh now bust it

Styles I gets buckwild

Method Man on some s**t pulling n***as files

I'm sick insane crazy Drivin' Miss Daisy

Out her f**kin' mind now I got mine I'm Swayze

Is it real son is it really real son

Let me know it's real son if it's really real

Something I could feel son load it up and kill one

Want it raw deal son if it's really real

And when I was a lil' stereo

Stereo

I listened to some champion

Champion

I always wondered

Wondered

Will now I be the number one

Tical hahaha

Now you listen to the Gargon

Gargon

And the Gargon summary

And any man dat come test me

Test me

Me gwanna lick out them brains

It's like that

Brothers want to hang with the Meth bring the rope

The only way you hang is by the neck n***a poke

Off the set comin' to your projects

Take it as a threat better yet it's a promise

Comin' from a vet on some old Vietnam s**t

N***a you can bet your bottom dollar hey I bomb s**t

And it's gonna get even worse word to God

It's the Wu comin' through sickin n***az for they garments

Movin' on your left southpaw em it's the Meth

Came to represent and carve my name in your chest

You can come test realize you're no contest

Son I'm the gun that won that old Wild West

Quick on the draw with my hands on the four

Nine three eleven with the rugged rhymes galore

Check it cause I think not when this hip hops like proper

Rhymes be the proof while I'm drinkin' 90 proof

Huh vodka no OJ no straw

When you give it to me aiy give it to me raw

I've learned when you drink Absolut straight it burns

Enough to give my chest hairs a perm

I don't need a chemical blow to pull a h*e

All I need is Chemical Bank to pay da mo'

What basically that Meth Tical ninety four style

Word up we be hazardous

Northern spicy brown mustard h*es

We have to stick you

Is it real son is it really real son

Let me know it's real son if it's really real

Something I could feel son load it up and kill one

Want it raw deal son if it's really real