Release Yo Delf Lyrics by Method Man

Release Yo Delf Lyrics

    Intro/Chorus: Blue Raspberry

    When I first stepped on the scene, niggaz was petrified
    Jet back to the lab like they were being chased by homicide
    My rap flow does you like Tical, and it will never steer you wrong
    And all you bitch-ass niggaz in the industry
    your careers won't be lasting long

    Chorus

    Verse One:

    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... ti-cal, ti-cal...)
    As I keep it movin, we keep it movin uh
    Keep it movin, and keep it movin uh
    Keep it movin baby we be movin uh
    Keep it movin, we keep it huh RHARHHH
    What's that rhythm what's that sound
    Party people getting down
    When it hit the baddest man
    Just release, yo delf!!

    Verse Two:

    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, and 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 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 getting down
    When it hit the baddest man
    Just breathe in, till then
    And keep it movin, baby keep it movin
    I plan to keep it movin, you know we keep it movin uh
    And keep it movin, baby we be movin uh
    And keep it movin, you know we keep it movin uh
    And keep it movin, you know we keep it movin
    Baby we be movin, you know we keep it moo..RARHRAH

    Chorus

    Outro:

    Throw your hands in the sky
    And wave em from side to side
    And if you're ready to spark up the Meth-Tical
    Let me hear you say stim-uli

    Chorus

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