[ti:Everything (Feat. Inspectah De]
[ar:Method Man]
[al:4:21... The Day After]

[03:23.93]mtvzz.com 
[03:15.57]Album:4:21... The Day After
[03:18.27]Method Man-Everything
[03:20.99](feat. Inspectah Deck, Streetlife)
[03:26.48]
[Intro: Method Man]
[00:00.33]Yeah... yeah... Allah Math...
[00:07.84]Yeah... yo... yo...
[00:11.10]
[Method Man]
[00:11.59]Y'all ain't never stopping the kid, why y'all knocking the king?
[00:14.37]Would ya like a shot of liquor or like a shot to the rib?
[00:17.07]Plus you stay on top of they grills, stay on top of they biz
[00:19.49]Thinking niggaz plotting on hairs, think they not when they is
[00:22.49]This is Staten Island gully, you dig? It's getting ugly
[00:25.10]And I ain't found a court that can judge me, the block love me
[00:27.98]Like nines to the side of the skully, popping they top
[00:30.44]I'd rather pop bubbly, one for B.I.G. and one for Pac
[00:33.32]Nigga, trust me, I'm hot as they get, like Al Green
[00:36.08]Getting hit by a pot of them grits, yo, nahmeen?
[00:38.97]Y'all don't really want no parts of this, soon as a nigga
[00:41.64]Start shining, niggaz start some shit, my guard lit
[00:44.48]Like a boss, head nigga in charge, get in these drawers
[00:47.18]Fitted, nine inches bigger than yours
[00:49.43]This Meth dude got that food, and he serving it raw
[00:51.64]Told you before, I bring the pain, and now I'm hurting them, pa
[00:54.62]Hurting them, pa...
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[Chorus 2X: Streetlife]
[03:02.44][02:12.68][02:01.69][00:56.20][01:06.89]Up from the 36, back on that bullshit
[03:04.92][02:15.33][02:04.31][01:09.18][00:58.27]Okay, I'm reloaded, strapped with a full clip
[03:07.66][02:18.08][02:07.10][01:11.97][01:01.00]Staten Island's the borough, Park Hill, we still click
[03:10.45][02:20.78][02:09.86][01:14.73][01:03.73]Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang, that's the Clan, we run shit
[02:23.61][01:06.58]
[Inspectah Deck]
[01:17.64]Aiyo, you fucking with some capital G's, Allah Math
[01:20.19]Streetlife, Meth Man, plus the Masta and me
[01:22.71]Soldier I, make it happen, indeed, my sick gift
[01:25.65]Had the highest paid hoe, get it cracking for free
[01:28.32]Worldwide, still trapped in the P's, Pioneers
[01:31.17]Like the twenty inch woofers, that's in back of the V
[01:33.66]Leave ya brain, like you spazzing on E.
[01:36.03]It don't matter who you happen to be, nothing swagger like he
[01:39.41]Keep a dirty cop close, never talk with no feds
[01:42.10]Tear the roof off the mother, right along with ya head
[01:44.72]And I ain't talk unless she talking bout bread
[01:47.11]You would swear that I'm rocking New Balance, how I'm walking the ledge
[01:50.15]Son, I'm just a little off of the edge, as I stalk
[01:53.03]The mean streets, for paused types, callers are read
[01:55.63]Killa Hill where the warriors bred, I'm a Resident
[01:58.70]Patient, it's gonna take more than the meds
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[Chorus 2X]
[03:13.69]
[Streetlife]
[02:23.78]Special invited guest, I came to put the rumors to rest
[02:27.34]Rip the rest of the slugs through your chest
[02:29.47]Put the chest to the back of your vest
[02:31.84]Trap your packet, take the money and jet
[02:33.52]Niggaz posted, but you posing no threat
[02:35.58]Punk, you pussy like the opposite sex
[02:37.47]Front, see how many shots you will get
[02:40.18]I'm not asking, I'm demanding respect
[02:41.76]I'm just a man to respect
[02:43.20]Watch your step, son, your funeral's next
[02:45.42]Streetlife is the man in the flesh, I got one hand on your neck
[02:48.45]The other hand is attached to the tech
[02:50.94]Your next move could mean life or death
[02:53.10]Make move, take baby steps
[02:54.86]Hold that thought, nigga, save your breath
[02:57.09]We hold courts, in the streets, we rep
[02:59.12]For Cash Rule, and we came to collect, cock sucker
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[Chorus]