Man Method - Plo Style Lyrics

featuring Carlton Fisk



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P.L.O. style Buddha monks with the Owls

P.L.O. style Buddha monks with the Owls

P.L.O. style Buddha monks with the Owls

P.L.O. style...



Verse One: Method Man



Here comes the ruckus the motherf*ckin ruckus

Thousands of cut throats and purse snatchin f*cks

Straight from the brain I'll be givin you the pain anger

Comin from the 36th Chamber Bang!

Tical hittin with the Buddha-Fist style

Shotgun slammin in your chestpiece, plow!

Brain, is blown all over the terrain

Like a man without no arms you can't hang

Time for a change of the guard

You've been arrested for lyric fraud now you hard

For real, check it, I pull strings like B.B. King on guitar

I'm the true fist of the North Star!



Verse Two: Carlton Fisk, Method Man



Ooooooooh! What a tangled web we weave

When first we practice to decieve

Guns be clickin, runnin with my clan we be stickin

Whatever, my street family stays together

Represent what I invent, killa hill

Resident, rest in peace to my nigga Two Cent

The street life is the only life I know

I live by the code style it's mad P.L.O...



Iranian thoughts and cover like an Arabian

Grab a nigga on the spot and put a nine to his cranium



I..can't...get no satisfaction, niggas won't be lastin

Long, unless they get protaction, for real

Strong, comin with my clan so what's happenin

Commercial rap, hate it with a passion



The M-E-T-H-O-D got me drinkin O.E. all night in a M.P.V.

Just maxin, lookin for hoes, you know relaxin

Bitches know the hour it be time for some action



P.L.O., peace to that nigga Barryano

Word up, let's take him to the bridge, Verrazano



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