| Song | Tical |
| Artist | Method Man |
| Album | Tical |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Diggs, Smith | |
| {You've been lucky, | |
| I wish I got you last time | |
| En Garde, | |
| I'll let you try my | |
| Wu-Tang style | |
| I'd like to try your | |
| Wu-Tang style, let's begin then!} | |
| From the tip top? | |
| Aiyyo, aiyyo, what the fuck's up with light dude? | |
| Yup, one two | |
| No doubt, no doubt | |
| One two, one two | |
| Yo one two, uh, one two, one two | |
| Yeah, we gon' be up in that | |
| Ah one two, uh, one two, one two | |
| Yeah light that shit up | |
| Ah one two yo, check me out | |
| What's that shit | |
| That they be smokin'? | |
| Tical, tical, tical | |
| Pass it over here | |
| Tical, tical, tical | |
| What's that shit | |
| The niggaz smokin'? | |
| Tical, tical, tical | |
| Pass it over here then | |
| Tical, tical, tical | |
| Check it, | |
| I got styles, all of 'em sick | |
| Niggaz ain't fit to walk a mile in the dead man's kicks | |
| I make em shit about a pile, of bricks to show | |
| He ain't nuttin' but another, a lone | |
| John DoeThat wanna flow, here it is, comin' up shit's creek | |
| I come to throw monkey wrenches in your program, sleep | |
| And I'ma grow, like a rash on ya nasty ass | |
| In a whip, with no breaks and | |
| I'm hittin' the gas | |
| It's a bird, it's a plane, take a look in the sky | |
| Method Man on some shit, niggaz call me ' | |
| The Fly''Cause my style, dates back to hoppin' turn styles | |
| Make ya fear, if ya cutie in the chair, you can bet | |
| I'llGet severe on the double | |
| I harass it | |
| I don't look for trouble, | |
| I'm already trouble | |
| Ya bastard, check the wicked flows that | |
| I craftedOpen up a deadly venom style to be mastered | |
| By a psychopathic, way beyond an average | |
| Joe, with a hellafied flow, there ya have it | |
| What's that shit | |
| That they be smokin'? | |
| Tical, tical, tical | |
| Pass it over here | |
| Tical, tical, tical | |
| What's that shit | |
| The niggaz smokin'? | |
| Tical, tical, tical | |
| Pass it over here then | |
| Tical, tical, tical | |
| One two, uh, one two, one two | |
| One two, uh, one two, one two | |
| One two, uh, one two, one two | |
| One two, uh, check it out | |
| What goes off? | |
| What goes on? | |
| The Meth shit | |
| That we got is to stay high, no question | |
| Lethal weapon, ain't no time for half steppin' | |
| When brothers start wettin' everything in ya section | |
| Move that, niggaz came strapped, shoulda knew that | |
| Do dat, pussy cat rap, boy, | |
| I'll screw that | |
| To' up, from the flow up, don't even show up | |
| To the battle, | |
| I heard you rattle now hold up | |
| Is there a fuckin' snake in my garden? | |
| Starvin', for a rap treat, steppin' on my feet | |
| Pardon yo delf, before ya find yo delf | |
| In a fucked up situation, without no help | |
| I'm not playin', 'cause | |
| I don't play with nobody | |
| God damn kid, know what | |
| I'm sayin', | |
| I'm peelin' niggas wigs | |
| I be sprayin', brother with words | |
| Cause I got a spit problem | |
| Tical, tical, tical | |
| Pass it over here then | |
| Tical, tical, tical | |
| What's that shit then | |
| The niggaz smokin'? | |
| Tical, tical, tical | |
| Pass it over here | |
| Tical, tical, tical | |
| One two uh, one two, one two | |
| One two uh{ | |
| Stick a fat tical in your butt, yeah baby fuckin' with tical | |
| Yeah niggaz better recognize, tical} |
| zuo ci : Diggs, Smith | |
| You' ve been lucky, | |
| I wish I got you last time | |
| En Garde, | |
| I' ll let you try my | |
| WuTang style | |
| I' d like to try your | |
| WuTang style, let' s begin then! | |
| From the tip top? | |
| Aiyyo, aiyyo, what the fuck' s up with light dude? | |
| Yup, one two | |
| No doubt, no doubt | |
| One two, one two | |
| Yo one two, uh, one two, one two | |
| Yeah, we gon' be up in that | |
| Ah one two, uh, one two, one two | |
| Yeah light that shit up | |
| Ah one two yo, check me out | |
| What' s that shit | |
| That they be smokin'? | |
| Tical, tical, tical | |
| Pass it over here | |
| Tical, tical, tical | |
| What' s that shit | |
| The niggaz smokin'? | |
| Tical, tical, tical | |
| Pass it over here then | |
| Tical, tical, tical | |
| Check it, | |
| I got styles, all of ' em sick | |
| Niggaz ain' t fit to walk a mile in the dead man' s kicks | |
| I make em shit about a pile, of bricks to show | |
| He ain' t nuttin' but another, a lone | |
| John DoeThat wanna flow, here it is, comin' up shit' s creek | |
| I come to throw monkey wrenches in your program, sleep | |
| And I' ma grow, like a rash on ya nasty ass | |
| In a whip, with no breaks and | |
| I' m hittin' the gas | |
| It' s a bird, it' s a plane, take a look in the sky | |
| Method Man on some shit, niggaz call me ' | |
| The Fly'' Cause my style, dates back to hoppin' turn styles | |
| Make ya fear, if ya cutie in the chair, you can bet | |
| I' llGet severe on the double | |
| I harass it | |
| I don' t look for trouble, | |
| I' m already trouble | |
| Ya bastard, check the wicked flows that | |
| I craftedOpen up a deadly venom style to be mastered | |
| By a psychopathic, way beyond an average | |
| Joe, with a hellafied flow, there ya have it | |
| What' s that shit | |
| That they be smokin'? | |
| Tical, tical, tical | |
| Pass it over here | |
| Tical, tical, tical | |
| What' s that shit | |
| The niggaz smokin'? | |
| Tical, tical, tical | |
| Pass it over here then | |
| Tical, tical, tical | |
| One two, uh, one two, one two | |
| One two, uh, one two, one two | |
| One two, uh, one two, one two | |
| One two, uh, check it out | |
| What goes off? | |
| What goes on? | |
| The Meth shit | |
| That we got is to stay high, no question | |
| Lethal weapon, ain' t no time for half steppin' | |
| When brothers start wettin' everything in ya section | |
| Move that, niggaz came strapped, shoulda knew that | |
| Do dat, pussy cat rap, boy, | |
| I' ll screw that | |
| To' up, from the flow up, don' t even show up | |
| To the battle, | |
| I heard you rattle now hold up | |
| Is there a fuckin' snake in my garden? | |
| Starvin', for a rap treat, steppin' on my feet | |
| Pardon yo delf, before ya find yo delf | |
| In a fucked up situation, without no help | |
| I' m not playin', ' cause | |
| I don' t play with nobody | |
| God damn kid, know what | |
| I' m sayin', | |
| I' m peelin' niggas wigs | |
| I be sprayin', brother with words | |
| Cause I got a spit problem | |
| Tical, tical, tical | |
| Pass it over here then | |
| Tical, tical, tical | |
| What' s that shit then | |
| The niggaz smokin'? | |
| Tical, tical, tical | |
| Pass it over here | |
| Tical, tical, tical | |
| One two uh, one two, one two | |
| One two uh | |
| Stick a fat tical in your butt, yeah baby fuckin' with tical | |
| Yeah niggaz better recognize, tical |
| zuò cí : Diggs, Smith | |
| You' ve been lucky, | |
| I wish I got you last time | |
| En Garde, | |
| I' ll let you try my | |
| WuTang style | |
| I' d like to try your | |
| WuTang style, let' s begin then! | |
| From the tip top? | |
| Aiyyo, aiyyo, what the fuck' s up with light dude? | |
| Yup, one two | |
| No doubt, no doubt | |
| One two, one two | |
| Yo one two, uh, one two, one two | |
| Yeah, we gon' be up in that | |
| Ah one two, uh, one two, one two | |
| Yeah light that shit up | |
| Ah one two yo, check me out | |
| What' s that shit | |
| That they be smokin'? | |
| Tical, tical, tical | |
| Pass it over here | |
| Tical, tical, tical | |
| What' s that shit | |
| The niggaz smokin'? | |
| Tical, tical, tical | |
| Pass it over here then | |
| Tical, tical, tical | |
| Check it, | |
| I got styles, all of ' em sick | |
| Niggaz ain' t fit to walk a mile in the dead man' s kicks | |
| I make em shit about a pile, of bricks to show | |
| He ain' t nuttin' but another, a lone | |
| John DoeThat wanna flow, here it is, comin' up shit' s creek | |
| I come to throw monkey wrenches in your program, sleep | |
| And I' ma grow, like a rash on ya nasty ass | |
| In a whip, with no breaks and | |
| I' m hittin' the gas | |
| It' s a bird, it' s a plane, take a look in the sky | |
| Method Man on some shit, niggaz call me ' | |
| The Fly'' Cause my style, dates back to hoppin' turn styles | |
| Make ya fear, if ya cutie in the chair, you can bet | |
| I' llGet severe on the double | |
| I harass it | |
| I don' t look for trouble, | |
| I' m already trouble | |
| Ya bastard, check the wicked flows that | |
| I craftedOpen up a deadly venom style to be mastered | |
| By a psychopathic, way beyond an average | |
| Joe, with a hellafied flow, there ya have it | |
| What' s that shit | |
| That they be smokin'? | |
| Tical, tical, tical | |
| Pass it over here | |
| Tical, tical, tical | |
| What' s that shit | |
| The niggaz smokin'? | |
| Tical, tical, tical | |
| Pass it over here then | |
| Tical, tical, tical | |
| One two, uh, one two, one two | |
| One two, uh, one two, one two | |
| One two, uh, one two, one two | |
| One two, uh, check it out | |
| What goes off? | |
| What goes on? | |
| The Meth shit | |
| That we got is to stay high, no question | |
| Lethal weapon, ain' t no time for half steppin' | |
| When brothers start wettin' everything in ya section | |
| Move that, niggaz came strapped, shoulda knew that | |
| Do dat, pussy cat rap, boy, | |
| I' ll screw that | |
| To' up, from the flow up, don' t even show up | |
| To the battle, | |
| I heard you rattle now hold up | |
| Is there a fuckin' snake in my garden? | |
| Starvin', for a rap treat, steppin' on my feet | |
| Pardon yo delf, before ya find yo delf | |
| In a fucked up situation, without no help | |
| I' m not playin', ' cause | |
| I don' t play with nobody | |
| God damn kid, know what | |
| I' m sayin', | |
| I' m peelin' niggas wigs | |
| I be sprayin', brother with words | |
| Cause I got a spit problem | |
| Tical, tical, tical | |
| Pass it over here then | |
| Tical, tical, tical | |
| What' s that shit then | |
| The niggaz smokin'? | |
| Tical, tical, tical | |
| Pass it over here | |
| Tical, tical, tical | |
| One two uh, one two, one two | |
| One two uh | |
| Stick a fat tical in your butt, yeah baby fuckin' with tical | |
| Yeah niggaz better recognize, tical |