Lyrics Break Ups 2 Make Ups - Method Man
(Method
Man)You
and
I,
′til
the
day
we
die.
(day
we
die.)
Yo,
yo
Ex-girlfriend,
how
you
been?
I
see
you
still
Tryin
to
fuck
with
other
women
men,
remember
when
I
first
met
you
in
my
cousin's
house,
a
week
later
We
was
fuckin
on
your
momma
couch,
now
it′s
been
said
That
big
girls
they
don't
cry,
but
they
damn
sure
lie
Look
you
in
the
eye,
sayin
you
they
only
You
and
I,
til
the
day
we
die,
said
you'd
never
Leave
me
lonely,
fly
tenderoni
but
you
phony
Shoulda
listened
when
my
momma
told
me,
soon
as
I
Turn
my
back
you
try
to
fuck
my
homies,
that
was
then
This
is
now
I
got
a
new
friend,
ever
since
I
cut
them
loose
ends
you
wanna
bone
me
Add
strife
to
my
life,
pussy
that′ll
make
me
think
twice
About
leavin
the
wife
even,
picture
that
You
ain′t
want
me
when
you
had
me,
now
you
on
Your
third
baby
daddy,
and
you
hate
to
see
a
nigga
happy
So
you
tryin
mad
ways
to
trap
me,
lookin
at
my
girl
nasty
Tryin
to
throw
the
pussy
at
me
"Now
look
at
this
bitch
over
here
tryin
to
act
like
me"
"Uh-huh,
fuck
that
bitch,
she
must
like
leftovers
"(D'Angelo)
I′m
still
in
love
with
babe
(8X)
(Method
Man)
Yo
yo
It's
always
you
and
your
crusty
ass
crew,
be
actin
new
Let
me
find
out
that
you
fuckin
with
Boo,
and
y′all
gon'
feel
it
Waitin
for
the
day
that
you
front,
and
catch
a
lump
From
my
black
butterfly,
that
don′t
pack
a
lullaby
Sleep
on
her,
she
said
you
bitches
tried
to
creep
on
her
In
the
mall
and
didn't
know
she
had
the
reach
on
her
Pearl-handled
twenty-two,
my
Boo
She
go
ahead
and
walk
her
dogs,
and
represent
Wu
To
the
fullest,
you
and
hon
can
shoot
the
fair
one
I'll
bring
the
bullets,
know
that
I′m
sayin?
Stop
playin
You
and
them
dyke
lookin
bitches
Actin
like
y′all
jumpin
somethin,
go
'head
with
that
bullshit
(D′Angelo)
I'm
still
in
love
with
babe
(8X)
(Method
Man)
Got
tired
of
the
games,
the
lies,
the
feeble
alibis
Now
you
fuckin
with
the
next
guy,
a
Thug
Nigga
Derelict
be
actin
bugged
nigga,
show
this
nigga
Mad
love
but
get
no
love
nigga?
Stupid
ass
Plus
I
heard
that
he
be
beatin
on
you,
I
seen
him
At
the
club
cheatin
on
you,
witcha
best
friend,
got
you
stressin
And
used
up,
pull
your
shoes
up,
all
you
need′s
affection
But
you're
headed
in
the
wrong
direction
Tryin
to
make
this
nigga
jealous,
with
other
fellas
All
up
in
my
face
actin
overzealous
Like
you
want
somethin
from
Meth,
I
hope
it
ain′t
love
girl
Cause
I
ain't
got
none
left
for
you,
plus
you
miserable
Misery
Love
Company,
shit
I'm
livin
comfortably,
don′t
need
no
Nigga
huntin
me
down
for
fuckin
round,
with
his
kitty
Talk
to
him,
before
my
brother
put
a
spark
through
him
Won′t
be
pretty,
the
situation
got
my
whole
attitude
shitty
And
got
you
actin
high
saditty
with
your
slut
committee
You
know
I
know;
so
go
find
another
sucker
yo,
I
been
there
And
been
done
that
befo',
and
don′t
need
it
no
mo'
That′s,
my,
word!
So
go
to
your
own
with
that
there,
word
up
And
tell
that
bighead
nigga
you
run
with
that
you
was
insane
(D'Angelo)
I′m
still
in
love
with
babe
(8X)
1 Judgement Day (Intro)
2 Perfect World
3 Cradle Rock
4 Dangerous Ground
5 Sweet Love (Skit)
6 Sweet Love
7 Shaolin What (Skit)
8 Torture
9 Where's Method Man (Skit)
10 Suspect Chin Music
11 Retro Godfather
12 Dooney Boy - Skit
13 Spazzola
14 Check Writer - Skit
15 You Play Too Much - Skit
16 Party Crasher
17 Grid Iron Rap
18 Step By Step
19 Play 4 Keeps
20 Donald Trump - Skit
21 Snuffed Out (Skit)
22 Killin' Fields
23 Big Dogs
24 Break Ups 2 Make Ups
25 Mesagge from Penny (Skit)
26 Judgement Day
27 C.E.O. Outro (Skit)
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