Method Man(born Clifford Smith, April 1, 1971 in Hempstead, Long Island, New York) is an American rapperand member of the hip-hopcollective, Wu-Tang Clan. He is also well-known for his work both as a solo artist and with frequent collaborator Redman, as well as for recent forays into acting. Method Man spent a childhood split between separated parents in Long Island and Staten Island, and in an apparent precursor to his career in hip hop was introduced both to playing drums and to poetryby his father. Not only was Method interested in music, he was also fascinated by comic books and particularly Ghost Rider, a fascination which manifested itself years later in several of his many rap aliases. His pre-hip hop adult life was mostly split between drug dealing and low-paid jobs (including a stint working at the Statue Of Liberty, along with future Wu-Tang colleague U-God).
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I Get My Thang In Action Lyrics
Method Man
Good.. wu-tang martial expert
Theres not many, who can match up with him
(hell give you a heart condition
If you fuck around like that there
Tell you it aint no good for the bloodstream
You know God damn whatever and uhh
Its dumb and big -- its dumb and big)
Mira, meth-tical comin through with the suu
(lie in cut for yall)
Check it out
Niggaz wanna test my steez, nigga please
I black that eye like peas, you better freeze
In your tracks, a wu-tang (bzzz) killer bees on ya back
I comes for the honey plus the phat money sack
You want it all? yeah I want it all like that
I stab my own moms in the back for a stack
Niggaz like, damn, why you want it like that? (why is that? )
Cause Im a dog, and I got no love for the cat (uhh)
Attitudes cold like the north polar cap
Where I do my dirts a little further down the map (is that so? )
A little buckwhylin, island called stat
Where niggaz carry gats in they black moon hat
Now Im mad known for the bones and the rap
And youse an unknown with a faulty contract
Wake up and smell the met-chod motherfucker contact
Villain in the cypher from the foe when head crack
An indian giver and Im out to take it back
Shaolin island, baby where you at?
A runaway train that be runnin on ya track
Thats how its goin down, yeah, its goin down like that
I gets my thang in action
To live, to love, to see, to learn
Yo! tell em whats happenin!
(whats happenin?
Ill tell yo ass whats happenin
Tell em whats happenin
Its goin on out here - brothers aint got no peers
And they smokin funny - shuddup yo damn mouth!)
[method man]
I swing funky rap routines and tap the jaws
Spot ya twenty points and you still cant score
Nuttin - cause you aint got no points in this game
Kid you frontin - Im home run hittin, you be buntin
Fresh out the toilet, I got my shit together
When Im good, Im good, when bad, Im better
You want it? whatever - Ill be the stormy weather
Rain comin down, so weatherproof your leather
Jacket, a nigga with a axe couldnt hack it
I spark em like a match (ssskt)
Coming back its the met-chod, say it loud
Im the met-chod, man - clap yo hands, now check it
See me in the mix, rollin fat, bustin flicks
While my physical brother came through and got me lift
Niggaz, that I walk by, give me the eye
The moment is fuckin me up, killin my high
Nigga get back, ya pussy cat, Im fearsome
Basically that, Im all of that, and then some
While i, was out on tour, goin beserk
I heard you was at the sandbox and kickin dirt
All on my name but you cant pull my file
You dont know me, and you dont know my style
Comin out dere like dat dere, yeahhhh
Even grizzly adams couldnt bear
(ahhheheh, I taught the boy everything he know
Go on you bad motherfuckers
See I told you that kid go back to that dolemite
Everybody needs to love dolemite
I love dolemite, you love dolemite
Hey, how you doin nigga, I know you
Knowin I didnt when I did
Meth-tical
Shiiit, I told the boy
If ya cant get yourself a ten
The least you can do is spark five twos
And we out, method)