Nightcrawler (feat. Method Man)

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No need to adjust your system
 This song call it Jack Herer, 'cause a hit strong
 Fist pump, Rebel on the set make your bitch jump
 Doubt me? Get in line, 'cause the list long
 Scandalous type, Nixon
 'Melo in your face, like the Knicks on
 Dick long, gripped in the pits with my wits on
 Low quick, short wick on a lit bomb
 Better strong any record Inspectah on
 I transform to a beast, call me Predacon
 Upper echelon, Deck'll rap 'til he dead and gone
 Was an ex-con, now I get my checks on
 Now a nigga's alright, like I'm never wrong
 Headstrong, stepping through a present-day Lebanon
 Like Marvin, I get it on, Rebel gone set it off
 Then I jet, set where the weather's warm
 Florida, or something
 (Scratching)
 Listen, I'm a visionary, killing this, I'm stealing this
 Hang with a gang that's villainous
 Building this from the ground up, turn the sound up
 Launch a round, lay the beat down, like a Dillinger
 The handgun, can't come close, I'm a phantom
 Your brand ain't a movement and your jam ain't an anthem
 Tantrum, crying bitch, if battling's your dying wish
 I'm a genie, that'll grant that shit, I insist
 Fly shit, shrunken little sweater—yeah, we tight-knit
 Tight kicks, flow holy water, like Christ spit
 Ice pick, swing that mother-fucker like a night stick
 Prisoners, tie son up, that Iron Mike shit
 Listeners, take a deep breath I mean I'm recessed
 ES, mint issue one, you the re-press
 Refresh your funny style, you should redress
 Speak less, what's a Braveheart with a weak chest?
 A knock-out blow, he's down for the count
 A knock-out blow, he's down for the count
 A knock-out blow, he's down for the count
 Listen to this
 Listen to this
 I spit bomb, kill 'em softly with this song
 Click strong, this ain't nothing like a chick song
 Big John, in the shower with a big blonde
 Switch on the power, little sour in the big bong
 I'm big, homes, y'all ain't living 'til you live long
 Big-boned honey, trying to keep me in the friend zone
 I touch down, try and put it in her end-zone
 Pimp on, then I dip on her, like I'm Jim Jones
 Yes y'all heard the rest, who the best, y'all?
 You slept off, I'm a threat, what you rep, dog?
 Respect, dog, here's a bone: go and fetch, dog
 Mr. Method, my favourite letter is "F", y'all (Ha!)
 As I continue where we left off
 Next off the list, another hater is checked off
 Get lost you trick, check boss, or bet's off
 More music and less talk, I'm talking about
 I walk down the street people look at me and say, "Who the hell are you?", I'm just an average Joe
 Dr Yorgo, the EQ on this will make Czarface's brain bleed
 He'll become so enraged, he'll self destruct, ha ha ha ha
 Don't be so foolish, you oaf! I knew Suckface would be stupid enough to surface again
 Sir, it's Czar and they love him, because he's a hero
 Well, every hero needs a villain
 

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Duration
03:22
Key
6
Tempo
98 BPM

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