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 Artist : METHOD MAN
 
 Intro | METHOD MAN[Intro: sample]
 Make marijuana legal, make marijuana legal
 Make marijuana legal, make marijuana legal (well speak your mind then)
 Ok, I will, no one has the right to tell me what I can do with my own body
 What I can eat, drink or smoke, this is a free country
 And no one can take away my constitutional rights
 Hey man, can you put me on and I can say anything I want
 Is that what I need to do? (Yea)
 Then why isin't alcohol made illegal? Why isin't that
 While you drinking it, it hang on and disposes your liver
 Besides that, it's a habitat for alcohol
 Besides that, cigarettes are much worse than pot
 No one ever got killed by pot (you tell 'em, you tell 'em)
 God damn it, man, everything, you can get us anything you want
 (Anything you want, marijuana legal
 Make marijuana legal, what's so bad anyway
 What's so bad about feeling good?
 There's nothing wrong with blowing crack, yea!)
 
 [Method Man]
 Yo, stop, look & listen, guess who coming up?
 And y'all was dumb enough to think that Method's number's up
 Pockets so fat, they need a tummy tuck, you hungry fucks
 Can sum it up, I give my money up, spit at a honey
 Then split a honey Dutch, roll it up, can't roll with us
 If you can't hold your liquor, throw it up, y'all know what up
 See we them niggaz, ain't no hoe in us, the flow is nuts
 I'm off the meter, momma wished that I was off the reefer
 But, for now, I got this game up in the cobra clutch
 Plus, the silverback gorilla swigger, shot of Tequila to the gut
 Nigga, trust, I got that Killa up
 What y'all ain't feelin' us? Ain't feelin' ya
 When half ya niggaz posing similar, yea
 Ladies and gents, I think this game need a enema, yea
 It's "common sense", I Used 2 Love H.E.R., now they pimpin' her, yeah
 But if you Enter the Wu-Tang, you tripping
 Like somebody tied together your shoestring, now listen
 I'm the, real deal, come on, come back to get ya like bad karma
 Y'all niggaz is throwing rocks with glass armor
 Fuck the court system, pleading the fifth
 And if Def Jam is deaf, start reading my lips
 I'm cocky, possibly I got my reasons and shit
 They ain't built a man that can stop me from feeding my kids
 
 [Chorus: Method Man]
 And if you don't know where I'm coming from, never know where I be in
 Most likely, where ya start at'll be the place where you eating
 And anybody hating on him, hating on them
 That's right, anybody hating on him, hating on them, motherfuckers
 
 [Outro: Method Man]
 How could you ever say that I'm washed up
 When I'm the dirtiest thing in sight
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