Method Man – Release Yo’ Delf

Download another hot old mp3 free audio song lyrics by Method Man and this amazing music is titled “Release Yo’ Delf”.

Actually this amazing music is popped out of an old album which is titled ‘Tical’ and it was released in the year 1994.

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Lyrics

When I first stepped on the scene, niggaz was petrified

Jet back to the lab like they were bein’ chased by Homicide

My rap flow does you like Tical an’ it will never steer you wrong

And all you bitch ass niggaz in the industry

Your careers won’t be lastin’ long

When I first stepped on the scene, niggaz was petrified

Jet back to the lab like they were bein’ chased by Homicide

My rap flow does you like Tical an’ it will never steer you wrong

An’ all you bitch ass niggaz in the industry

Your careers won’t be lastin’ long

Check it, I’m the fuckin’ man who they mention

Notice, that other niggaz rap styles is bogus

Doo doo, prepare for this verse Tical voodoo

Blazin’, the stuff that ignites stimulation

Inside ya, ‘cuz I be that house over water

Forgot in the realm that be deep as the Poseidon Adventure

Niggaz need to touch they freakin’ picture

For the sickness, that be spreadin’ with the quickness

Remedies, cousin, I be doin’ on my enemies

Penalty, then I drink forties to they memories

Emotion, rushin’ through your down street vicinity

Blunt smoke in the air reveals my identity

Tical, Tical, Tical, Tical

As I keep it movin’, we keep it movin’, uh

Keep it movin’ an’ keep it movin’ uh

Keep it movin’, baby, we be movin’, uh

Keep it movin’, we keep it huh, rharh

What’s that rhythm, what’s that sound?

Party people gettin’ down

When it hit the baddest man

Just release yo’ delf

My God, somebody said it’s on, if it isn’t I’ll be set

To blow a nigga up, with my Five Fingers of Death

I bring it to his whole damn fam, understand

If he frontin’ on any man down with the Clan

I be comin’ for the headpiece you can’t cope

For my brother, I bring it to the Pope

Word to mother, serial killa style from Big Isle

No stat, my peoples are you with me, where you at?

Shit’s gettin’ deep in here, I mean thick

Niggaz lookin’ all in my face like they want dick

It’s about to hit the fan, hit the flo’

That’s all I can stands, an’ I can’t stands no mo’

What is it? Niggaz think they bigga

‘Cause they got the finga on the trigga of a pistol

They don’t know I’m wicked when I start to kick it

With the raw sound, wash it down with a mystic

Then I add a snapple, nigga want the juice

But he don’t want the hassle, then we try to overthrow the castle

Better yet the tent when I’m comin’ to your town

Black man, the rental, God, the pistol

Yah, if you don’t want a burn from the glock

Then beware, I buck shots, we move up, the buck stops

Here, no more dough will be made

Unless it’s being made by hoes

What’s that rhythm, what’s that sound?

Party people gettin’ down

When it hit the baddest man

Just breathe in, till then

An’ keep it movin’, baby, keep it movin’

I plan to keep it movin’, you know we keep it movin’, uh

An’ keep it movin’, baby, we be movin’, uh

An’ keep it movin’, you know we keep it movin’, uh

An’ keep it movin, you know we keep it movin’

Baby, we be movin’, you know we keep it moo, rarh

When I first stepped on the scene, niggaz was petrified

Jet back to the lab like they were bein’ chased by Homicide

My rap flow does you like Tical an’ it will never steer you wrong

An’ all you bitch ass niggaz in the industry

Your careers won’t be lastin’ long

Throw your hands in the sky

An’ wave ’em from side to side

An’ if you’re ready to spark up the Meth Tical

Let me hear you say, “Stimuli”

When I first stepped on the scene, niggaz was petrified

Jet back to the lab like they were bein’ chased by Homicide

My rap flow does you like Tical an’ it will never steer you wrong

An’ all you bitch ass niggaz in the industry

Your careers won’t be lastin’ long