Correction Lyrics Method Man + Ghostface Freestyle (Remix) by Method Man

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Wu-Tang bang here I come
Yo-ho-ho and a bottle full of rum
Nah, not that one, come again son
Straight out the dome with the hellified poem
I be the Meth Tical coming with the fresh freestyle
It's off the head and never been written before
I said that I'm the baddest brother in the land
I be the man M-E-T-H-O-D
Yes I am, Yes I am, here I am, never eat the ham
I like what, hit the girl from behind with my ill typе rhyme
Got the style makе you wanna like man combine
Connect four, coming through the door
You know the style, the man he be the Meth Tical (say what?)
Come on, Come on, Come on, Ghostface, hit me with a taste

Yo, I'ma set it with one shot, forget me not
Ghostface blows the spot, popping n***as like Ronnie Lott
But of course, Wu-Tang Clan made The Source in no time
n***as got flipped and tossed off the single
Hittin' like a bell when I jingle
A fat rap dose of the Ghost is what I bring you
At last the Wu-Tang Clan got me gassed
Labeled as a outcast, the beat got smashed
Back up, thoughts is mad buck with real ass
Like shorty hooded up in a church with two MACs
Thoughts react so fast, I'm so sick
So quick to jig a n***a up with an ice pick
I'm stranded facing your peeps, I be the one
Picture Ghostface in the sun, be on the run
Reject that, brothers wouldn't never expect that
Running up on the God Ghost, what's the catch?
My technique, the words I speak shoot your freak
I get deep like killing George Bush in his sleep
Untold, no one seen sh*t, no one heard jack
I'm overseas counting G's relaxed and laid back

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