ntro Part One: Method Man (album version)]

ntro Part One: Method Man (album version)]
 Yeah, 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 laying on a [bad word] dresser
 And bang them [bad word] with a spiked [bad word] bat
 Oh
 What's up? BLOW!

 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, BLOW!
 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

[Intro Part Two: Genius (all versions)]
 Yo, roll the dice, yo roll the dice
 Yo, so it's going down like that, huh? Yeah?
 Niggaz is whylin, check it out kid

 From the slums of Shaolin, Wu-Tang Clan strikes again
 The RZA, the GZA, Ol Dirty [bad word]  Inspectah Deck, Raekwon the Chef
 U-God, Ghost Face Killer and the Method Man

 M-E-T, H-O-D, MAN [x4]

[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, Cause I'm not butter
 In fact I snap back like a rubber
 band, I be Sam Sam I am
 And I don't 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 ain't your average flow
 Coming 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 cord 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 weed out, get ya meth, get your skins
 Don't forget your forty
 And we gonna do it like this

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

 I got, myself a forty
 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 blowing
 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 hit