Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Stimulation , by - Method Man. Release date: 15.09.2014
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Stimulation |
| Lets come together for the stimulation |
| Meth-tical hit em with the stimultaion |
| I got 36 styles on my mind, |
| Keep it real, shaolin represent one (time) |
| All my peoples are you with me, where you at? |
| (suuuu) |
| All my killer bees on attack, where you at? |
| (suuuu) |
| Throw ya fuckin hands in the air if you wanna mix |
| If ya got ya gats peel a cap for the new year |
| Blinding devotion, |
| Whats the commotion? |
| Wu-tang clan (?? ? ?) |
| Flowin like the ocean (bluue) |
| I be comin for your (crewww) |
| Flyin guillotine (styyyle) |
| With the name meth-tical |
| Is it on? |
| Is it on? |
| Is it gone? |
| If I aint on ya records then the shit aint really on One man band from the wu-tang clan |
| Ask who the man, goddamn, it be method |
| Here-here I am in the plan (?? ? ?) |
| Puttin def jams on my records |
| Its onnnn |
| Lets come together for the stimulation |
| Meth-tical hit em with the stimultaion |
| Can everybody feel the stimulation |
| Meth-tical hit em with the stimulation |
| Im here for you son, I gotcha back |
| As long as you keep it real, word, I gotcha back |
| Brothers want the drama but dont know how to act |
| Until the chrome pointed at his dome head crack |
| Cmon lets keep it real, no disguise, recognize |
| From my sword chop what a nigga do? |
| A nigga dies |
| Thats why Im stressin that brothers keep they thoughts on they lesson |
| Ressurect yo mind from the essence |
| For real |
| Ill block nigga get rocked like by the dozen, |
| Whaddup cousin? |
| Now give a pound to that lounge nigga |
| Peace, my mza, killa hills 10 304 (?? ? ?) |
| So I just, uh, |
| Make my way for the wu building |
| Now Im chillin with the neighborhood villans thug life it be on now |
| Hear the gun blaow as I milk another cow |
| Let the method show you how niggas do it |
| I study, |
| In the life of good, bad, and ugly |
| Part time call that nigga lovely |
| But that aint nuttin |
| Before I die, Im a leave the world, |
| With something, |
| To remember me by The real stimuli |
| Fool you be frontin |
| I keep it when I part like a natural disaster |
| I keep it live |
| Time more than 85 |
| And (?? ? ?) third eye got me thinkin |
| Mabye you and I should get together for whatever |
| You never in ya long ligge-life had it better |
| Then you got it now |
| We be lifted, tical |
| Word, son, I like yo style |
| Basically, |
| Im here for the stimuli |
| To get high and for doughnuts |
| Meth-tical, its 9−4, and its raw, once more |
| The wu-tang saga continues |
| Wu-tang clan, forever |
| No we dont die we just multiply forever, and ever, and ever… |