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Method Man

Tenderism

I'm the magnificent, penmanship is on another level, let's get into it (Yeah)

Flow expensive like a diamond bezel, not a gentleman (Uh)

Move with caution if they hear my name when they mention it (Yeah)

All we got is us, we moving militant (Go)

Cream of the crop, got a sweeper that'll clean off your top (Baow)

But you can check that little beam on the Glock (Woo)

Ain't no telling, but when he's on the block

**** drop, bitches scream (Ah), we celebrate with Henny on the rocks (Let's go)

Grimy cats that pull up in stolen Pontiacs (Go)

Blast where your mommy at (Swear, uh)

Shoot up the whole damn laundromat (Ah)

Everyone inside is ducking low

They be yelling out, "K-U-N-I-V-A, no"

I'm deadly venom and I love women with feminism

And she sucked the meat off the bone, give you that tenderism

But ain't no tender in 'em, my bars is as hard as an artist carrying scars of a cause regardless of criticism

I blame the cynicism, no longer pretending like my pen is Ryan Coogler's because my story got sinners in 'em

The goal is winning, red eye in the friendly skies

On any flight I'm attending, I'm plotting 'spite your opinion in 'em

Your daddy's LeBron, tell your baddie be warned

Body tea, when she find her some sugar daddy, she gone

My word is Barry, it's bond, she been a baddie too long

Now the parents will disappear and who's apparently wrong? (Y'all)

The family dynamics takes a family to manage, but the seeds you plan to bury don't need a family to plant it (Nah)

A man in the manic, schizophrenic with standards who will damage anybody, slash auto body mechanic (Oh)

We bust lead just to dead your roster (Ha)

You fucking with a four-headed monster

You carry slingshots when hostile

I keep a rocket launcher in my Tahoe (Wow)

I be beating my rivals with a rifle

While you reading the Bible for survival (Bitch)

I got the eye of the tiger

And you got the eyes of a **** dying in the mouth of a lion (Ha)

I'm a lyrical hybrid, it's obvious

That you be wearing a wire, tryna spy on us (What?)

An anonymous Glock popper, prominent mobster

Have your body at the bottom of that water

Leaning into a lobster with an awkward posture (What?)

And they gon' lock me up for manslaughter

Woman slaughter, I teach you not to fuck with Dahmer

I beat your wife up out of her Prada (Ha)

Tenderism

Grimy cats

Monster

Family to plant it (Nah)

Glock popper

Sinners in 'em

Grimy— grimy cats

Tender— tender— tenderism