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Twisted Method Panic

I've got this locked in my head You want to see me dead You'd rather push me aside Than deal with my sickness inside You all hope that I'll fade away

I've got this locked in my head. You want to see me dead. You'd rather push me aside. Than deal with my sickness inside. You all hope that I'll fade

gas stations Sorry, I left that ass waitin' No more procrastination give up to fate and get that ass shakin' I'm bustin' and makin' motherfuckers panic

, plug two Freeze, 'cause these are the brothers Brothers of the soul who present a new flick Every last viewer is tuned to the method Known to be a method

out nipple stereo, AH! What it is, where ya at? Here we go-AH! Double-dare, ante up, tally-ho -ah! Lights down, lights up {? } bulb - ah! Super duper fly, supernatural - ah! Hips in a twist

enter verbal combat Verse Four: Method Man Fuck you losers, while you fake jacks I makes maneuvers like Hitler, stickin up [jews] wit german [lugers] The Mr. Meth

enter verbal combat Verse Four: Method Man Fuck you losers, while you fake jacks I makes maneuvers like Hitler, stickin up [jews] wit german [lugers] The Mr. Meth

enter verbal combat Verse Four: Method Man Fuck you losers, while you fake jacks I makes maneuvers like Hitler, stickin up [jews] wit german [lugers] The Mr. Meth

nipple stereo, AH! What it is, where ya at? Here we go-AH! Double-dare, ante up, tally-ho -ah! Lights down, lights up {? } bulb - ah! Super duper fly, supernatural - ah! Hips in a twist