Play IV Keeps Lyrics by Method Man

Play IV Keeps Lyrics

    [Method Man]
    Ha, yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah
    One time.. yo

    Never liked son from day one, bring you tool
    That nigga stick you and play dumb, hate a bitch-ass
    Who care where you came from, you ain't prepared
    for when the pain come, this nigga scared, shook to death
    from a cold stare, stuntin, knowin my brothers fiend
    to do you somethin over here, we head huntin
    in the function I smell fear, adrenaline start pumpin
    I Smash Pumpkins, Hard Rock be in the Cafe
    Tear the club up, and anyone that try to judge us
    The last days, makin sure I get the last say
    In the food chain, is you predator or prey?
    If you featherweight, lyrics blow your back
    crack your vertabrae, lookin for a better way
    to get my point across, thoughts accelerate
    at the same speed, of the muder rate
    Lord, never perpetrate a fraud, til my nigga Carlton Fisk
    see the boss, truly yours, Mr. Meth

    [Street Life]
    Life's a snippet, one way ticket
    Time tickin fast, blink you might miss it
    Semen on Street shit, you might catch fifty stitches
    Body bag sprayed up, buried in muddy ditches
    I play for keeps, bust heat you catch cold feet
    My rap sheet, speak for itself, concrete
    Evident, Killa Hill, resident, double dart agent
    Secret intelligent my rap style's flagrant

    Chorus One: all

    Feel the sting of a killa bee, Johnny Blaze
    Street Life, Deck and Mobb Deep, Play IV Keeps
    In the city that you never sleep, pay attention
    Ain't no shittin when you gotta eat, we hold it down

    [Inspectah Deck]
    I move like Mad Max 'cross the wasteland
    One hand holds the head of the last brave man
    Made man, Cuban Link chain of command
    Authorized fam', hot like Sahara sand
    My live team turn the club to a crime scene
    High beams flash, promoters die behind CREAM
    Get your face blown, might face the chrome
    We take this more serious than just a poem

    [Havoc]
    I think about a lot of shit, especially when I'm bent
    About the foul shit goin on in my life, current event
    It's evident I smoke ciggarette down to Brownsville
    Thinkin to myself -- how many lives must my pound kill?
    Hopefully none, ain't the one to give chase
    Hemmed by Jake, worryin who might turn state's
    So I chill, put my killa niggaz on the battlefield
    On the low plottin silent murderer, never doubt still
    never follow beef hey beef follow me
    Wanna settle in the court I say settle in the streets
    like our pops did it, you got gats get hot with it
    Now you dry snitchin, because you got knocked with it
    I just rock with it, go with the flow, think for a hot minute
    Stash my dough secure the funds of profit

    [Prodigy]
    Yo, extreme rhyme niggaz, you wastin your time
    Fuckin with my niggaz, extrordinary line swishin
    your mind out position, tryin to figure this shit
    Rewind it and listen quick, you might miss this
    Olympic, rap jave-lon, travel beyond, your weak song
    Doin this for too long, to not come strong
    You're only a pawn of Viet Dong
    Tryin to form against mines, you musta just been born
    Secluded on a distant farm
    This is the real world, where niggaz get shot and shanked
    Where there's tremendous pain, you get your frame inflamed
    Crushed to dust, by the next man's clutch
    It's Infamous you fucks, intense bad luck..

    Chorus One

    Stand strong on our two feet, we all ready
    for a war here, fuck peace, what?

    Chorus One

    Stand strong on our two feet, we all ready
    for a war here, fuck peace, peace

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