Metropolis (feat. Method Man & Slick Rick)

Dj Muggs

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    Yeah, uh, uh, uh-huh
    Break this motherfucker, yeah (Uh)
    Yeah (Uh, uh), look (Look)

    First they said I was overrated
    Illegal motion, I had no motive but motivation (Motivation)
    So, F the world, this is fornication
    Just keep that energy, I'm a magic coordination (Coordination)
    You know I'm fire, have water waiting
    Send your location, I find vagina, your water breaking
    Like sliding into a situation, no lubrication
    Plus, I'm losing patience for penants and I rebuke you, Satan
    Lord, have mercy, tell all the clergy
    I'm low-key, I just hold the hammer 'cause y'all ain't worthy (Y'all ain't worthy)
    Yeah, on some French Montana, ain't gotta worry (Nah)
    A lot of ballers that's in my city ain't got a jersey
    You worms urkly, just watch the birdie and call it early
    And this 30-30's a little rusty, I call it dirty (Call it dirty)
    When the beef jerky, these hoes thirsty
    To a mic fiend, every Thanksgiving is cold turkey

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    Oh, eye of us is red fox, set, next, messed up
    Let's not iron me, just enjoy variety
    Still hop on metropolis (Yeah)
    Still hop on metropolis

    We taught metropolis, drop can't touch us (Yeah)
    Tubble and trouble and Meth is in front of us, can't keep up us
    Swag Daddy, bubbles in front of us, Mad C watch us
    Style, nigga, when the fuck is this? Mad, because us
    Family coming up, running up, one'ing us, smash, speak of us
    Switch it up, my cuts won't off us, Dad see rough head
    Entertain every time it baffles us, no, keep force hats
    Of court last, one of the honor heads, champs speak of us
    Arrow and Camberian, black on black, it's scarin' em
    Appearin' with swag, named African-American (Yeah)
    Coast to coast, a locomotive, ghosts see hover
    I'm inspired, why? Hocus pocus, toast, beloved
    A pimp, Nacho sippin' that crack-eyed swag, eMac lab
    Clear, shock the hubby back-cat, grab your staff, half (Yeah)
    Livin' singles while you have that craft, you catch that?
    Oh, we bored, all they honoring, running with
    Some of the corniest, one of us is corniest
    They must have fallen this, nah, seen backwards
    No one know the anti-Black half, four Cintac hats (Yeah)
    Folks gifted, neither could kid, more autistic
    I see your fanbase still' lovin' the grandness, lip delicious
    Minority guard, oh, hurry me, partner, post some pictures
    What you talk about when cool boys tryna walk us out?
    The Yorkers skippin' with Caitlyn? Hawk be Richards
    Only a way you gon' step in abandoned, cure dismisses
    Why the lame bitch keep saying it's grandness? Claim feed kids with (Yeah)
    Clear, not a war with order, can't destroy it
    Anti-corner, go play distorted, war employment (Employment)

    Still hop on metropolis (Yeah)
    Still hop on metropolis
    Still bop on metropolis
    We bop on metropolis

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    Composición: Method Man, Slick Rick y DJ Muggs

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