Intro Part One: Method Man (album version)

Intro Part One: Method Man (album version)

Yeahhh, torture [bad word] what?
[Torture [bad word] what?]
What?
I'll [bad word] I'll [bad word] tie you to a [bad word] bedpost
with your [bad word] cheeks spread out and [bad word] Right?
Put a hanger on a [bad word] stove and let that [bad word] sit there
for like a half hour
Take it off and stick it in your [bad word] slow like
Tssssssss

[Yeah, I'll [bad word]  Yeah I'll [bad word] lay your nuts on a [bad word] dresser
 Just your nuts layin on a [bad word] dresser
 And bang them [bad word] with a spiked [bad word] bat]
Ooooohhhh
[Whassup? BLAOWWW!!]

I'll [bad word] I'll [bad word] pull your [bad word] tongue out your [bad word] mouth
and stab the [bad word] with a rusty screwdriver, BLAOWW!!
[I'll [bad word] 

[I'll [bad word]  I'll [bad word] hang you by your [bad word] [bad word]  off a [bad word] twelve sto-story building out this [bad word] 

I'll [bad word] I'll [bad word] sew your [bad word] closed, and keep feedin you
and feedin you, and feedin you, and feedin you
Verse One:

Hey, you, get off my cloud
You don't know me and you don't know my style
Who be gettin flam when they come to a jam?
Here I am here I am, the Method Man
Patty cake patty cake hey the method man
Don't eat Skippy, Jif or Peter Pan
Peanut butter, cuz I'm not butter
In fact I snap back like a rubber
band, I be Sam Sam I am
And I dont eat green eggs and ham
Style will hit ya, wham!, then [bad word] 
You be like oh [bad word] that's the jam
Turn it up now hear me get buckwu-wu-wild
I'm about to blow light me up
Upside downside inside and outside
Hittin you from every angle there's no doubt
I am, the one and only Method Man
The master of the plan wrappin [bad word] like Saran
Wrap, with some of this and some of that
Hold up (what?) I tawt I tat I putty tat
Over there, but I think he best to beware
Of the diggy dog [bad word] right here
Yippy yippy yay yippy yah yippy yo
Like Deck said this aint your average flow
Comin like rah ooh ah achie kah
Tell me how ya like it so far baby paw
The poetry's in motion coast to coast and
Rub it on your skin like lotion
What's the commotion, oh my lord
Another corn chopped by the Wu-Tang sword
Hey hey hey like Fat Albert
It's the Method Man ain't no if ands about it
It's the Method

Break:

All right, y'all get ya White Owls, get ya meth, get ya skins
Don't forget your fourty
And we gonna do it like this

I got, fat bags of skunk
I got, White Owl blunts
And I'm about to go get lifted
Yes I'm about to go get lifted

I got, myself a fourty
I got, myself a shorty
And I'm about to go and stick it
Yes I'm about to go and stick it

Verse Two:

Uhh
H-U-F-huff and I puff
Blow like snow when the cold wind's blowin
Zoom, I hit the mic like boom
Wrote a song about it like to hear it here it goes
Question what exactly is a panty raider
Ill behaviour savior or major flavor
All of the above oh yeah plus I do so
Also flam I'm the man call me super
Not an average Joe with an average flow
Doing average things with average hoes
Yo I'm super I'll make a [bad word] squirm
For my, Su-per Sperm (check it)
Check it I give it to ya raw butt naked
I smell sess pass the Method
Let's get lifted as I kick ballistics
Missles and shoot game like a pistol
Clip is loaded when I click bang dang
Wu-Tang slug hits your brain
J-U-M-P jump and I thump
Make girls rumps like pump and Humpty Hump
Wow, the Shaolin style is all in me
Child, the whole [bad word] isle is callin me
P-A-N-T-Y-R-A-I-D-E-R mad raw I don't cry
Meaning no one can burn or toss and turn me
Ooh I be the super sperm
Chim chimmeny chim chim cherie
Freak a flow and flow fancy free
Now how many licks does it take
For me to hit the Tootsie Roll center of a break
Peep and don't sleep