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Limp Bizkit - (video) Featuring Method Man . Cd Maxi Single
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METHOD MAN | No Hooks
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Spectacular cardiovascular attacker!
Shaqs on the track with the blackular,
Puzzler! Rugged slugger, 40 oz guzzler,
Gold nugget fangs punch holes inside your jugular
Veins... do it quick, before your brain get drained...
With the horror you now have become stained...
Ice cold, like the winter, Eskimo! Enter,
The skill like a splinter! A decimal,
Lets have a festival, Wu-Tang Killer Bees, we...
(Suuuuuuu!) Ah, intellectual,
Styles break your mind!
Shine, nigga, shine!

We dont need no hooks!


The Shaq Attaq has risen,
Au concrete PM this is twizm,
Always & forever, forever always attack,
I bring flava to ya ear like Craig Mack!
Lifes a B and then ya D, refer to Nasty Nas Illmatic,
CD, #3 Static!
You dont want none, ya best to keep lookin,
AEIOUs a ass-whoopin! Youre tooken
Into Clear & Present Danger, Im a perfect stranger,
Quick to rearrange a... outlook, so look out,
So here me comes! Quick to beat you down,
Like the RZA on the drums!
Change my name like Prince, punks be tremblin.
My name aint Shaq no more, call me Superman
Emblem! Marks, get set, go left,
The Shaq, the RZA, get ready for the Meth!

We dont need no hooks!


Dangersome, comin mad phat, Terrordome,
Like whadva ak, we can get it on. Break em down.
Im a set it, yeah, ooh dat dirty rat, bring em here
To the mindbender, the deathsender to your ear: Method.
Whatup, hookers? Hoodrats are no goodaz,
It be Tical breakin rims with the Seven footer:
Shaq. Bring it to the front, now bring it back
To the head, black, cuz when my Soul Train hit the track,
Target: the Billboard Charts, dont make me start it,
The whole industry is gassed up and now they farted.
My object is destruction, for percussion, rhymes are bustin,
Got your wholes block duckin
Down! The end is here, apocalypse now!
Gettin shot, peacell work it out.






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String Play (Like This, Like That)
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Simon Says Remix
Se Acabo (Remix)
Rumble
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Rap Phenomenon
Pussy Pop
Protect Ya Neck (The Jump Off)
One More To Go
Off The Wu-Headbanger
N.Y.C. Everything
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N 2 Gether Now
Milk The Cow
Method Man (Home Grown Version)
Left And Right
Know Your Role
And Justice For All
Its In The Game
Muchas Letras © 2006