Fading (I Give Up)

(Pam Barger)
I'm watching fish swimming in circles
Leather bag I grip tightly
Makes a wrinkle in your brow
My friend now you've tried it and what do you know that's new
Did you see it from the roof
Or inside the oven yes inside the small bottle
You tried it and what do you know that's new
Eyes got smaller and you waited
I didn't even know that today was the day
Smells of summer much too much
To stop, not wait, your forgone conclusion
Loss of some life and frailty on the edges
I'm thinking in small pieces
To keep rough water waves from swelling
No ac


Blackout

Intro: Method Man:

*All my people...!*



Redman

It's Funk Doc

Where da weed at, bitch?!

I speed back wist, down to one-way from cops

See thas' shit?! Believe thas' shit!

Slaughter straight to camcorder, I'm too hot for t.v.

Backdraw water, my windpipes attached to

Project-ballers

You yell: "Turn the heat down!"

My voice, D.V.D. round-sound, some herb round town

And chances of ya'll leavin', round now

Wait later, will make Funk page paper

Date Raper wit' Juvenile 8th Graders

Hit the High School at 187 Caesar

When I bust ya'll need to back 4 acres

Doc ya'll and that's my man Jabberjaw

The shitlist ready, who next to scratch off?

I'm from the underground, my soundlib

Platform shoes to bitches, 400 pounds!



Chorus: Meth & Red

GET UP, STAND UP, BACK UP, PUSH 'EM

JUMP UP, ACT UP TO MAKE YOU FEEL IT!

Brrrrr...STICK 'EM, HA-HAHA STICK 'EM

Brrrrr...STICK 'EM, HA-HAHA STICK 'EM

Yo' BLACKOUT, SHOOT OUT, SMOKED OUT

MOVE OUT, EVEN KNOCK THE TOOTH OUT, TO MAKE YA'LL FEEL

IT!

Brrrrr...STICK 'EM, HA-HAHA STICK 'EM

Brrrrr...STICK 'EM, HA-HAHA STICK 'EM



Method Man:

Now I'm the streettalkin', dogwalkin'

Approach me with extreme caution, OH NOW YOU FORCIN'?

My hand that rock yo' cradle often

I'm hot-scorchin', but stone cold like Steve Austin

If you smell what Tical cookin', ain't try to see

central bookin'

So til ya gon' stop lookin', now what you did last

summer?

So I started hookin', you past shookin'

Over open can I ass-whoopin'?

Ain't no tomorrows in the Method's Little Shop Of

Horrors

Go ask your father who the father from the Hill to

Harbor

You know tha saga, marijuana bustin' Goldschlaager

With deadly medley, ya'll ain't ready for Shakwon and

Reggie

Don't even bother, the radio for back-up

Alright then, ya man got slapped up extorted for his

icin'

Streetlife is triflin' *Body over here...!*

Col' make me pull a Tyson and bite a nigga' ear

Precisin', slicin' jugulars the cut-crew

Ruggeder, Predator, Viking, etc.

People's champ, niggaz be takin' all competetors

Reachin' for the microphone, relax and light a bone

Straight from the Catacomb

The Children Of The Corn, that don't got a clue

Prepare for desert storm!



Chorus



I scored 1.1 on my SAT

And still push a whip with a right and left AC

Gorilla, Big Dog, if my name get called

I'm behind the brickwall with arsenic jaws

Spit poison, got a gun permit draw

Gundown at Sundown you keep score!

This training-course and ya'll ain't fit

On my crew-tombstone put 'We All Ain't Shit'



Meth

Yo', all you gonna be, wanna be

When will you learn? Wanna be Doc and Meth? Gotta wait

ya turn

I spit a .41 Revolver on New Year's Eve

With the mic in my hand I mutilate m.c.'s

The most slept on since Rip Van Wink

My shit stink with every element from A to Zinc

So what you think? I'ma blackout on just one drink?

You must be crazy! A little off the wall maybe

Go get a shrink...



Chorus

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