Method Man – Two More Mins #Youtube

Method Man – Two More Mins

Listen ONErpm.lnk.to/TwoMoreMins ONErpm.lnk.to/MethLab2 Directed by The Last American B-Boy Written by Clifford Smith [LYRICS] Ugh Hah Whoa… Yeah Meth Lab 2… Let’s go… Hah Look I’m underrated, no attention from under payment I undertake ’em where underground is an understatement These underages ain’t understandin’ I’m undegraded Under my status, you’ll see my picture, right, I’m the greatest I’m compenstated, one composition, it’s complicated My competition, number two, but it’s constipated This unconditional, unconventional condemnation It’s to convince you to find your way out the conversation I’m so amazin’, break fast when most waitin’ The beef bakin’, eggs is runny, my toast raisin’ Suppose I blaze ’em A lot of haters and most hate ’em Ain’t gotta name ’em or name the city that don’t claim ’em And I don’t blame ’em, ultimately there’s ultimatum It’s all verbatim, these rappers finished before I say ’em Before the mayhem, there was Method, see mother mad e ’em But mother F ’em in every method his mother gave ’em So many rappers to kill, where did the time go? Might even be a friend of the family but you ain’t mine, though Choppa to the side of ya top, it’ll let your mind go Don’t test that Big Poppa that you ain’t Ready To Die for Die hoe, it’s Snow White sniffin’, I kill you, heigh ho Unless you’re one of Destiny’s Children, you won’t survive, hoe So many rappers to kill, where did the time go? Might even be a friend of the family but you ain’t… Yo, look who sippin’ bones made from Tidal? Robbin’ that vagina like the dream was made in China Hard timer, son could be the shooter and the driver Off the rack, find her like you see no Future in Desiigner No disprect to either, I’ma rhymer, give Aretha to rhymer got a problem give ’em Ether I’m tryna smash once, you could keep her I gave that trick the thumb, bye Felisha My Method just as blunt as my Cohiba (Two more minutes… done) Credits: The Last American B-Boy
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