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Method Man - Summertime 2: The Mixtape - Release Yo’ Delf
Summertime 2: The Mixtape
01. Summer Breeze (intro)
02. Summertime
03. Bucktown
04. Where the Party At?
05. Summer Bunnies
06. Outstanding
07. Higher Love
08. Da Rockwilder
09. Buddy
10. The Show
11. Golden
12. Brown Sugar
13. Invitation
14. I Like It (I Wanna Be Where You Are)
15. I Like It
16. Never Seen Before
17. Gimme What You Got
18. Daaam! (Mick’s in My Bed Blend)
19. Let's Ride
20. Set Adrift on Memory Bliss
21. True
22. Hot Thing
23. My Cherie Amour (Jeff’s Sucker Blend)
24. I Want You
25. Forthenight
26. Somebody Else’s Guy
27. Cutie Pie
28. Release Yo’ Delf
29. The Grunt
30. Night of the Living Baseheads
31. Lookin’ at the Front Door (Jeff’s Twice edit)
32. After Party
33. Love Light in Flight
34. Funkin’ for Jamaica
35. Saudade Vem Correndo
36. Runnin’
37. Uknowhowwedo
38. Smooth Operator
39. All Night Long
40. Around the Way Girl
41. 4 More
42. I'm Chief Kamanawanalea (We're the Royal Macadamia Nuts)
43. Rock Creek Park
44. Take Your Time
45. Fall in Love
46. Fall in Love
When I first stepped on the scene, niggaz was petrified
Jet back to the lab like they were bein' chased by Homicide
My rap flow does you like Tical an' it will never steer you wrong
And all you bitch ass niggaz in the industry
Your careers won't be lastin' long

When I first stepped on the scene, niggaz was petrified
Jet back to the lab like they were bein' chased by Homicide
My rap flow does you like Tical an' it will never steer you wrong
An' all you bitch ass niggaz in the industry
Your careers won't be lastin' long

Check it, I'm the fuckin' man who they mention
Notice, that other niggaz rap styles is bogus
Doo doo, prepare for this verse Tical voodoo
Blazin', the stuff that ignites stimulation

Inside ya, 'cuz I be that house over water
Forgot in the realm that be deep as the Poseidon Adventure
Niggaz need to touch they freakin' picture
For the sickness, that be spreadin' with the quickness

Remedies, cousin, I be doin' on my enemies
Penalty, then I drink forties to they memories
Emotion, rushin' through your down street vicinity
Blunt smoke in the air reveals my identity

Tical, Tical, Tical, Tical

As I keep it movin', we keep it movin', uh
Keep it movin' an' keep it movin' uh
Keep it movin', baby, we be movin', uh
Keep it movin', we keep it huh, rharh

What's that rhythm, what's that sound?
Party people gettin' down
When it hit the baddest man
Just release yo' delf

My God, somebody said it's on, if it isn't I'll be set
To blow a nigga up, with my Five Fingers of Death
I bring it to his whole damn fam, understand
If he frontin' on any man down with the Clan

I be comin' for the headpiece you can't cope
For my brother, I bring it to the Pope
Word to mother, serial killa style from Big Isle
No stat, my peoples are you with me, where you at?

Shit's gettin' deep in here, I mean thick
Niggaz lookin' all in my face like they want dick
It's about to hit the fan, hit the flo'
That's all I can stands, an' I can't stands no mo'

What is it? Niggaz think they bigga
'Cause they got the finga on the trigga of a pistol
They don't know I'm wicked when I start to kick it
With the raw sound, wash it down with a mystic

Then I add a snapple, nigga want the juice
But he don't want the hassle, then we try to overthrow the castle
Better yet the tent when I'm comin' to your town
Black man, the rental, God, the pistol

Yah, if you don't want a burn from the glock
Then beware, I buck shots, we move up, the buck stops
Here, no more dough will be made
Unless it's being made by hoes

What's that rhythm, what's that sound?
Party people gettin' down
When it hit the baddest man
Just breathe in, till then

An' keep it movin', baby, keep it movin'
I plan to keep it movin', you know we keep it movin', uh
An' keep it movin', baby, we be movin', uh
An' keep it movin', you know we keep it movin', uh
An' keep it movin, you know we keep it movin'
Baby, we be movin', you know we keep it moo, rarh

When I first stepped on the scene, niggaz was petrified
Jet back to the lab like they were bein' chased by Homicide
My rap flow does you like Tical an' it will never steer you wrong
An' all you bitch ass niggaz in the industry
Your careers won't be lastin' long

Throw your hands in the sky
An' wave 'em from side to side
An' if you're ready to spark up the Meth Tical
Let me hear you say, "Stimuli"

When I first stepped on the scene, niggaz was petrified
Jet back to the lab like they were bein' chased by Homicide
My rap flow does you like Tical an' it will never steer you wrong
An' all you bitch ass niggaz in the industry
Your careers won't be lastin' long