Walk On - Method Man
Written by：Burt Bacharach/Hal David/Clifford Smith/Reggie Noble/A. Roettger
"Walk on" (yeah yeah yeah)
It's Meth back on that old sh*t
Pick my ho's with the same finger I pick my nose with
These flows get hotter than most chicks get the picture
I'm focused got nothing but cock for cock-roaches
B**ch I'm gone before you noticed
Ducking these coppers try'nna make the coldest
Spot you with the bricks and the baking sodas
Me and my soldier we taking over taking payola
From all these stations and record labels
They killing culture tell 'em niggaz
"Walk on"
Yo I blow ya minds like Kurt Cobain
My block is hot like Lil' Wayne I'll pop ya little chain
I'm ready hip hop is not gon' be the same
Like the Roc and Dame I'll dot the little change
Ni**a I ain't scared boy yes sir
If I wasn't a beast you niggaz wouldn't whisper
I'm like y'all can f**k y'all self I'm getting paid daily
Plus keepin' it real keep you broke can't tell me ni**a"Walk on"
Huh now go say that I don't quiver and any chick
Caught with dirt under her nail's a gold digger
Yeah I tell the people like I told RZA
Man I got Meth and on the day that I don't
I'll let you know ni**a
Nah no carbon copies they ain't got me
But they can watch me
Jewels jingling middle finger at paparazzi
Not too cocky but still ain't too many niggaz can top me
So bounce you foes and pull ya shoes up ni**a"Walk on"
Don't even blink think fast make the right move
Got a gun on ya like Pinky had on Ice Cube
I don't play homey I got my stripes too
I'mma sky high-a-trist I smoke in a flight suit ni**a
Recognize like Sam Sneed'll"back down"
You sick and tired of wack niggaz then act now
I show you how it's done ni**a Gilla House
Give you a whole clip turn your ruby glitter out
Ni**a"Walk on"
And beat ya feet up I'm sick with these dice so put ya g's up
Then back a lighter tree about to get the energy up
I milk like double D cup plus I air it out just like a sneaker
Will win and then"key" your car like Alicia
Yup my Meth is off the meter more Yankee caps than Derek Jeter
Try'nna catch me a diva then I'mma catch and meet ya
Might spill a thong but still a don still got
Love for my baby moms we just don't get along
Hold the f**k on"Walk on"
Allow me to reintroduce -- nah I don't need it
If you ain't got it since '92 ni**a beat it
Hop in the 4 of ya 7 black two-seater
Pull out a hammer big as a vacuum cleaner
Ni**a I roll heavy b**ch I roll steady
Get that dough Reggie me fall off really
You better ask who the best rapper in ya hood
And when you mimick me muthaf**ka
Do it good ni**a"Walk on"
