作词 : Wu-Tang Clan
作曲 : Wu-Tang Clan
Yeahhh, torture, mother****er, what?
Torture, nigga, what?
What? I'll ****in', I'll ****ing tie you to a ****ing bedpost
With your ass cheeks spread out and shit, right?
Put a hanger on a ****ing stove and let that shit sit there for like a half hour,
Take it off and stick it in your ass slow like tss
Yeah, I'll ****in', yeah, I'll ****in' lay your shit on a ****in' dresser,
Just your shit laying' on a ****in' dresser, and bang them shits with a spiked ****in' bat
Ooh whassup? Blaow!
I'll ****in', I'll ****in', pull your ****in' tongue out your ****in'
Mouth and stab the shit with a rusty screwdriver, blaoww!
I'll ****in', I'll ****in', I'll ****in' hang you by your ****in' balls off
A ****ing 12 sto-story building out this mother****er
I'll ****in', I'll ****in', sew your a*****e closed, and keep feedin' you
And feedin' you, and feedin' you, and feedin' you
Yo, roll the dice, yo, roll the dice
Yo, so it's goin' down like that, huh? Yeah?
Niggas is whylin', check it out, kid
From the slums of Shaolin, Wu-Tang Clan strikes again
The RZA, the GZA, Ol' Dirty Bastard, Inspectah Deck
Raekwon the Chef, U-God, Ghostface Killah and the Method Man
M-E-T-H-O-D Man
M-E-T-H-O-D Man
M-E-T-H-O-D Man
M-E-T-H-O-D Man
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
Pat-a-cake, pat-a-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 goddamn
You'll be like, "Oh shit, that's the jam!"
Turn it up, now hear me get buck w-w-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, rappin' shit like Saran
Wrap, with some of this and some of that
Hold up (what?) I tawt I taw I putty tat
Over there, but I think he best to beware
Of the diggy dog shit right here
Yippy yippy yay yippy yah yippy yo
Like Deck said, this ain't your average flow
Comin' like rah ooh ah achie kah
Tell me, how you 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 corn 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
All right, y'all, get your White Owls
Get your 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 blunts
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, uhh
H-U-F-F, huff, and I puff
Blow like snow when the cold wind's blowin'
Zoooom, 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 behavior, savior or major flavor
All of the above, oh yeah, plus seducer
Also, flam, I'm the man, call me super
Not an average Joe with an average flow
Doin' average things with average hoes
Yo, I'm super, I'll make a nigga squirm
For my Super Sperm (check it)
Check it, I give it to you raw butt-naked
I smell sess—pass the method
Let's get lifted as I kick ballistic
Missiles and shoot game like a pistol
Clip is loaded when I click bang (bang!)
A Wu-Tang slug hits your brain
J-U-M-P, jump, and I th**p
Make girls rumps like pump and H**pty H**p
Wild, the Shaolin style is all in me
Child, the whole damn isle is callin' me
P-A-N-T-Y R-A-I-D-E-R, mad raw, I don't fry
Meaning, no one can burn or toss and turn me
Ooh, I be the super sperm
Chim chiminy chim chim cher-ee
Freak a flow and flow fancy free
Now, how many licks does it take
For me to hit the Tootsie Roll center of a break?
Peep and don't sleep, the crew's mad deep (Wu-Tang!)
Fadin' mother****ers like bleach
So to each and every crew
You're clear like glass, I can see right through
Your whole damn posse be catchin' 'em all, 'cause you vic'd
And you didn't have friends to begin with, I'm…
The M-E-T-H-O-D Man
M-E-T-H-O-D Man
M-E-T-H-O-D Man
Here I am, here I am, the Method Man
Straight from the slums of Shaolin
Wu-Tang Killa Beez on a swarm
(Your soul have just been tooken
Through the 36 Chambers of death, kid)
Word to mother, Method Man signin' off, peace
🎵
LRC歌词版本
[00:00.000] 作词 : Wu-Tang Clan
[00:00.342] 作曲 : Wu-Tang Clan
[00:00.685]Yeahhh, torture, mother****er, what?
[00:03.072] Torture, nigga, what?
[00:03.851]What? I'll ****in', I'll ****ing tie you to a ****ing bedpost
[00:07.433] With your ass cheeks spread out and shit, right?
[00:10.826]Put a hanger on a ****ing stove and let that shit sit there for like a half hour,
[00:14.990] Take it off and stick it in your ass slow like tss
[00:18.654]Yeah, I'll ****in', yeah, I'll ****in' lay your shit on a ****in' dresser,
[00:25.508]Just your shit laying' on a ****in' dresser, and bang them shits with a spiked ****in' bat
[00:30.380] Ooh whassup? Blaow!
[00:31.789]I'll ****in', I'll ****in', pull your ****in' tongue out your ****in'
[00:35.749] Mouth and stab the shit with a rusty screwdriver, blaoww!
[00:39.161]I'll ****in', I'll ****in', I'll ****in' hang you by your ****in' balls off
[00:42.571]A ****ing 12 sto-story building out this mother****er
[00:45.667]I'll ****in', I'll ****in', sew your a*****e closed, and keep feedin' you
[00:51.983] And feedin' you, and feedin' you, and feedin' you
[00:54.503] Yo, roll the dice, yo, roll the dice
[00:56.690] Yo, so it's goin' down like that, huh? Yeah?
[01:00.416] Niggas is whylin', check it out, kid
[01:11.063] From the slums of Shaolin, Wu-Tang Clan strikes again
[01:13.139] The RZA, the GZA, Ol' Dirty Bastard, Inspectah Deck
[01:17.394] Raekwon the Chef, U-God, Ghostface Killah and the Method Man
[01:22.023] M-E-T-H-O-D Man
[01:24.908] M-E-T-H-O-D Man
[01:25.934] M-E-T-H-O-D Man
[01:28.202] M-E-T-H-O-D Man
[01:30.704] Hey, you, get off my cloud!
[01:32.765] You don't know me and you don't know my style
[01:35.285] Who be gettin' flam when they come to a jam?
[01:37.526] Here I am, here I am, the Method Man
[01:39.870] Pat-a-cake, pat-a-cake, hey! The Method Man
[01:42.259] Don't eat Skippy, Jif or Peter Pan
[01:44.569] Peanut butter 'cause I'm not butter
[01:46.808] In fact, I snap back like a rubber
[01:49.258] Band, I be Sam, Sam-I-Am
[01:51.839] And I don't eat green eggs and ham
[01:53.972] Style will hit ya, wham! Then goddamn
[01:56.331] You'll be like, "Oh shit, that's the jam!"
[01:58.759] Turn it up, now hear me get buck w-w-wild
[02:01.702] I'm about to blow, light me up
[02:03.343] Upside, downside, inside and outside
[02:05.654] Hittin' you from every angle, there's no doubt I
[02:08.383] Am the one and only Method Man
[02:10.835] The master of the plan, rappin' shit like Saran
[02:12.923] Wrap, with some of this and some of that
[02:15.119] Hold up (what?) I tawt I taw I putty tat
[02:17.602] Over there, but I think he best to beware
[02:19.763] Of the diggy dog shit right here
[02:21.679] Yippy yippy yay yippy yah yippy yo
[02:23.749] Like Deck said, this ain't your average flow
[02:26.439] Comin' like rah ooh ah achie kah
[02:29.536] Tell me, how you like it so far, baby paw?
[02:31.796] The poetry's in motion, coast to coast and
[02:34.043] Rub it on your skin like lotion
[02:36.050] What's the commotion? Oh my Lord
[02:38.255] Another corn chopped by the Wu-Tang sword
[02:40.690] "Hey, hey, hey!" like Fat Albert
[02:43.308] It's the Method Man, ain't no if ands about it
[02:45.614] It's the Method
[02:46.873] All right, y'all, get your White Owls
[02:48.558] Get your meth, get your skins
[02:52.022] Don't forget your forty
[02:53.531] And we gonna do it like this
[02:55.200] I got fat bags of skunk
[02:57.365] I got White Owl blunts
[02:59.607] And I'm about to go get lifted
[03:01.619] Yes, I'm about to go get lifted
[03:04.265] I got myself a forty
[03:06.563] I got myself a shorty
[03:09.031] And I'm about to go and stick it
[03:11.607] Yes, I'm about to go and stick it, uhh
[03:13.637] H-U-F-F, huff, and I puff
[03:16.297] Blow like snow when the cold wind's blowin'
[03:19.001] Zoooom, I hit the mic like boom!
[03:21.417] Wrote a song about it, like to hear it? Here it goes
[03:23.483] Question, what exactly is a panty raider?
[03:25.935] Ill behavior, savior or major flavor
[03:28.354] All of the above, oh yeah, plus seducer
[03:30.549] Also, flam, I'm the man, call me super
[03:33.377] Not an average Joe with an average flow
[03:35.774] Doin' average things with average hoes
[03:38.065]Yo, I'm super, I'll make a nigga squirm
[03:40.124] For my Super Sperm (check it)
[03:42.098] Check it, I give it to you raw butt-naked
[03:44.863] I smell sess—pass the method
[03:47.272] Let's get lifted as I kick ballistic
[03:49.487] Missiles and shoot game like a pistol
[03:51.957] Clip is loaded when I click bang (bang!)
[03:54.270] A Wu-Tang slug hits your brain
[03:56.604] J-U-M-P, jump, and I th**p
[03:59.222] Make girls rumps like pump and H**pty H**p
[04:01.389] Wild, the Shaolin style is all in me
[04:03.835] Child, the whole damn isle is callin' me
[04:06.075] P-A-N-T-Y R-A-I-D-E-R, mad raw, I don't fry
[04:11.097] Meaning, no one can burn or toss and turn me
[04:13.307] Ooh, I be the super sperm
[04:15.923] Chim chiminy chim chim cher-ee
[04:17.867] Freak a flow and flow fancy free
[04:20.121] Now, how many licks does it take
[04:22.384] For me to hit the Tootsie Roll center of a break?
[04:24.368] Peep and don't sleep, the crew's mad deep (Wu-Tang!)
[04:27.265]Fadin' mother****ers like bleach
[04:29.647] So to each and every crew
[04:31.706] You're clear like glass, I can see right through
[04:33.999] Your whole damn posse be catchin' 'em all, 'cause you vic'd
[04:37.470] And you didn't have friends to begin with, I'm…
[04:39.259] The M-E-T-H-O-D Man
[04:41.761] M-E-T-H-O-D Man
[04:44.058] M-E-T-H-O-D Man
[04:46.773] Here I am, here I am, the Method Man
[04:48.799] Straight from the slums of Shaolin
[04:50.984] Wu-Tang Killa Beez on a swarm
[04:53.319] (Your soul have just been tooken
[04:55.432] Through the 36 Chambers of death, kid)
[04:57.542] Word to mother, Method Man signin' off, peace
📝
纯歌词版本
作词 : Wu-Tang Clan
作曲 : Wu-Tang Clan
Yeahhh, torture, mother****er, what?
Torture, nigga, what?
What? I'll ****in', I'll ****ing tie you to a ****ing bedpost
With your ass cheeks spread out and shit, right?
Put a hanger on a ****ing stove and let that shit sit there for like a half hour,
Take it off and stick it in your ass slow like tss
Yeah, I'll ****in', yeah, I'll ****in' lay your shit on a ****in' dresser,
Just your shit laying' on a ****in' dresser, and bang them shits with a spiked ****in' bat
Ooh whassup? Blaow!
I'll ****in', I'll ****in', pull your ****in' tongue out your ****in'
Mouth and stab the shit with a rusty screwdriver, blaoww!
I'll ****in', I'll ****in', I'll ****in' hang you by your ****in' balls off
A ****ing 12 sto-story building out this mother****er
I'll ****in', I'll ****in', sew your a*****e closed, and keep feedin' you
And feedin' you, and feedin' you, and feedin' you
Yo, roll the dice, yo, roll the dice
Yo, so it's goin' down like that, huh? Yeah?
Niggas is whylin', check it out, kid
From the slums of Shaolin, Wu-Tang Clan strikes again
The RZA, the GZA, Ol' Dirty Bastard, Inspectah Deck
Raekwon the Chef, U-God, Ghostface Killah and the Method Man
M-E-T-H-O-D Man
M-E-T-H-O-D Man
M-E-T-H-O-D Man
M-E-T-H-O-D Man
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
Pat-a-cake, pat-a-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 goddamn
You'll be like, "Oh shit, that's the jam!"
Turn it up, now hear me get buck w-w-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, rappin' shit like Saran
Wrap, with some of this and some of that
Hold up (what?) I tawt I taw I putty tat
Over there, but I think he best to beware
Of the diggy dog shit right here
Yippy yippy yay yippy yah yippy yo
Like Deck said, this ain't your average flow
Comin' like rah ooh ah achie kah
Tell me, how you 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 corn 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
All right, y'all, get your White Owls
Get your 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 blunts
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, uhh
H-U-F-F, huff, and I puff
Blow like snow when the cold wind's blowin'
Zoooom, 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 behavior, savior or major flavor
All of the above, oh yeah, plus seducer
Also, flam, I'm the man, call me super
Not an average Joe with an average flow
Doin' average things with average hoes
Yo, I'm super, I'll make a nigga squirm
For my Super Sperm (check it)
Check it, I give it to you raw butt-naked
I smell sess—pass the method
Let's get lifted as I kick ballistic
Missiles and shoot game like a pistol
Clip is loaded when I click bang (bang!)
A Wu-Tang slug hits your brain
J-U-M-P, jump, and I th**p
Make girls rumps like pump and H**pty H**p
Wild, the Shaolin style is all in me
Child, the whole damn isle is callin' me
P-A-N-T-Y R-A-I-D-E-R, mad raw, I don't fry
Meaning, no one can burn or toss and turn me
Ooh, I be the super sperm
Chim chiminy chim chim cher-ee
Freak a flow and flow fancy free
Now, how many licks does it take
For me to hit the Tootsie Roll center of a break?
Peep and don't sleep, the crew's mad deep (Wu-Tang!)
Fadin' mother****ers like bleach
So to each and every crew
You're clear like glass, I can see right through
Your whole damn posse be catchin' 'em all, 'cause you vic'd
And you didn't have friends to begin with, I'm…
The M-E-T-H-O-D Man
M-E-T-H-O-D Man
M-E-T-H-O-D Man
Here I am, here I am, the Method Man
Straight from the slums of Shaolin
Wu-Tang Killa Beez on a swarm
(Your soul have just been tooken
Through the 36 Chambers of death, kid)
Word to mother, Method Man signin' off, peace
🎵
LRC歌词版本
[00:00.000] 作词 : Wu-Tang Clan
[00:00.342] 作曲 : Wu-Tang Clan
[00:00.685]Yeahhh, torture, mother****er, what?
[00:03.072] Torture, nigga, what?
[00:03.851]What? I'll ****in', I'll ****ing tie you to a ****ing bedpost
[00:07.433] With your ass cheeks spread out and shit, right?
[00:10.826]Put a hanger on a ****ing stove and let that shit sit there for like a half hour,
[00:14.990] Take it off and stick it in your ass slow like tss
[00:18.654]Yeah, I'll ****in', yeah, I'll ****in' lay your shit on a ****in' dresser,
[00:25.508]Just your shit laying' on a ****in' dresser, and bang them shits with a spiked ****in' bat
[00:30.380] Ooh whassup? Blaow!
[00:31.789]I'll ****in', I'll ****in', pull your ****in' tongue out your ****in'
[00:35.749] Mouth and stab the shit with a rusty screwdriver, blaoww!
[00:39.161]I'll ****in', I'll ****in', I'll ****in' hang you by your ****in' balls off
[00:42.571]A ****ing 12 sto-story building out this mother****er
[00:45.667]I'll ****in', I'll ****in', sew your a*****e closed, and keep feedin' you
[00:51.983] And feedin' you, and feedin' you, and feedin' you
[00:54.503] Yo, roll the dice, yo, roll the dice
[00:56.690] Yo, so it's goin' down like that, huh? Yeah?
[01:00.416] Niggas is whylin', check it out, kid
[01:11.063] From the slums of Shaolin, Wu-Tang Clan strikes again
[01:13.139] The RZA, the GZA, Ol' Dirty Bastard, Inspectah Deck
[01:17.394] Raekwon the Chef, U-God, Ghostface Killah and the Method Man
[01:22.023] M-E-T-H-O-D Man
[01:24.908] M-E-T-H-O-D Man
[01:25.934] M-E-T-H-O-D Man
[01:28.202] M-E-T-H-O-D Man
[01:30.704] Hey, you, get off my cloud!
[01:32.765] You don't know me and you don't know my style
[01:35.285] Who be gettin' flam when they come to a jam?
[01:37.526] Here I am, here I am, the Method Man
[01:39.870] Pat-a-cake, pat-a-cake, hey! The Method Man
[01:42.259] Don't eat Skippy, Jif or Peter Pan
[01:44.569] Peanut butter 'cause I'm not butter
[01:46.808] In fact, I snap back like a rubber
[01:49.258] Band, I be Sam, Sam-I-Am
[01:51.839] And I don't eat green eggs and ham
[01:53.972] Style will hit ya, wham! Then goddamn
[01:56.331] You'll be like, "Oh shit, that's the jam!"
[01:58.759] Turn it up, now hear me get buck w-w-wild
[02:01.702] I'm about to blow, light me up
[02:03.343] Upside, downside, inside and outside
[02:05.654] Hittin' you from every angle, there's no doubt I
[02:08.383] Am the one and only Method Man
[02:10.835] The master of the plan, rappin' shit like Saran
[02:12.923] Wrap, with some of this and some of that
[02:15.119] Hold up (what?) I tawt I taw I putty tat
[02:17.602] Over there, but I think he best to beware
[02:19.763] Of the diggy dog shit right here
[02:21.679] Yippy yippy yay yippy yah yippy yo
[02:23.749] Like Deck said, this ain't your average flow
[02:26.439] Comin' like rah ooh ah achie kah
[02:29.536] Tell me, how you like it so far, baby paw?
[02:31.796] The poetry's in motion, coast to coast and
[02:34.043] Rub it on your skin like lotion
[02:36.050] What's the commotion? Oh my Lord
[02:38.255] Another corn chopped by the Wu-Tang sword
[02:40.690] "Hey, hey, hey!" like Fat Albert
[02:43.308] It's the Method Man, ain't no if ands about it
[02:45.614] It's the Method
[02:46.873] All right, y'all, get your White Owls
[02:48.558] Get your meth, get your skins
[02:52.022] Don't forget your forty
[02:53.531] And we gonna do it like this
[02:55.200] I got fat bags of skunk
[02:57.365] I got White Owl blunts
[02:59.607] And I'm about to go get lifted
[03:01.619] Yes, I'm about to go get lifted
[03:04.265] I got myself a forty
[03:06.563] I got myself a shorty
[03:09.031] And I'm about to go and stick it
[03:11.607] Yes, I'm about to go and stick it, uhh
[03:13.637] H-U-F-F, huff, and I puff
[03:16.297] Blow like snow when the cold wind's blowin'
[03:19.001] Zoooom, I hit the mic like boom!
[03:21.417] Wrote a song about it, like to hear it? Here it goes
[03:23.483] Question, what exactly is a panty raider?
[03:25.935] Ill behavior, savior or major flavor
[03:28.354] All of the above, oh yeah, plus seducer
[03:30.549] Also, flam, I'm the man, call me super
[03:33.377] Not an average Joe with an average flow
[03:35.774] Doin' average things with average hoes
[03:38.065]Yo, I'm super, I'll make a nigga squirm
[03:40.124] For my Super Sperm (check it)
[03:42.098] Check it, I give it to you raw butt-naked
[03:44.863] I smell sess—pass the method
[03:47.272] Let's get lifted as I kick ballistic
[03:49.487] Missiles and shoot game like a pistol
[03:51.957] Clip is loaded when I click bang (bang!)
[03:54.270] A Wu-Tang slug hits your brain
[03:56.604] J-U-M-P, jump, and I th**p
[03:59.222] Make girls rumps like pump and H**pty H**p
[04:01.389] Wild, the Shaolin style is all in me
[04:03.835] Child, the whole damn isle is callin' me
[04:06.075] P-A-N-T-Y R-A-I-D-E-R, mad raw, I don't fry
[04:11.097] Meaning, no one can burn or toss and turn me
[04:13.307] Ooh, I be the super sperm
[04:15.923] Chim chiminy chim chim cher-ee
[04:17.867] Freak a flow and flow fancy free
[04:20.121] Now, how many licks does it take
[04:22.384] For me to hit the Tootsie Roll center of a break?
[04:24.368] Peep and don't sleep, the crew's mad deep (Wu-Tang!)
[04:27.265]Fadin' mother****ers like bleach
[04:29.647] So to each and every crew
[04:31.706] You're clear like glass, I can see right through
[04:33.999] Your whole damn posse be catchin' 'em all, 'cause you vic'd
[04:37.470] And you didn't have friends to begin with, I'm…
[04:39.259] The M-E-T-H-O-D Man
[04:41.761] M-E-T-H-O-D Man
[04:44.058] M-E-T-H-O-D Man
[04:46.773] Here I am, here I am, the Method Man
[04:48.799] Straight from the slums of Shaolin
[04:50.984] Wu-Tang Killa Beez on a swarm
[04:53.319] (Your soul have just been tooken
[04:55.432] Through the 36 Chambers of death, kid)
[04:57.542] Word to mother, Method Man signin' off, peace