Lithium

[Intro: Sheek Louch] Yeah, I'ma sit back and smoke this mother fuckin’ bush You thought it was over? It's your boy Sheek Louch It's the Lithium, mother fucker Meth Lab 2 [Verse 1: Method Man] Look who comin’ back up from the slums Took a scene from Whiplash, hit you actors with the drum Ain't no actin' where I'm from, nah I'm in Staten, get it done I used to be a student, wasn't really into schoolin', I was truant from the jump Kept it movin' with the Knicks, Patrick Ewing with the dunk Beat bump, soundin’ like a body movin’ in the trunk Pump shotty, got everybody movin' when it dump Side note, if you a boss, then you movin’ where you want I got high hopes, if you ever saw when I was broke In the game since a kid, they never saw me as a G.O.A.T Yet, I'm scorin' and feelin' like I’m Jordan in the post Doctor J cool but now I like the coroner the most Hanz and Sheek Louch, damn, they bar'ing the flow Who am I to knock they hustle like a warrant at the door? Life funny, I'm feelin' like I'm Martin off the show I'm just tryna get this money, buy the Foreign off the show [Verse 2: Hanz On] It go to puma layin' hammers, cabinets finish the job Big Barker, he involved, Doctor paint a collage Still a student tryna shoot for the stars Still improvin', tryna rape all the odds Rap architecure, nice with the bars Meth Lab 2, call it the deuce And when you talk about it later, better call it the truth The analytics, paramedics, pullin' up at the booth I heard them engineers, pioneers, put series on loop I guess them niggas didn't get it 'til proof How them killas'll move That's how them gangstas get they money, recoup The psychedelic relics dyin' to shoot And, yo, I'm built for the Borough It doesn't matter who came wit'chu at all And, yo, them corny niggas destined to fall Hey, yo, they down to dilute I'm from the Staten, Hanzarelli the Brute And, yo, the boogie barker, same wave just a different saga It's lookin' easy 'cause these cats is trakka And, yo, when is all these rappers gon' learn hard work, far as music concerned, trumps talent Yo, a point of return Yo, bet your money, yo, I double the bank And, yo, whoever lose could pay for the stank Mother fucka! [Break: Sheek Louch] D-Block! Hey yo, Meth, what up? Meth Lab 2, huh? It's ya boy Sheek Louch Hey, yo, I got 'em Hey, yo, yo [Verse 3 : Sheek Louch] We used to shop our demo so you could listen to our story Now I'm gettin' millions, I'm another category Hard nigga, bitch, I'm like Denzel in Glory Young, Red Navigator, bumpin' that nigga N.O.R.E Had that Clan shit on Hopin' you left space on the track "Protect Ya Neck" so LOX could spit on Meth Lab and too high so I'm Uber, cabbin' I don't Dougie, I don't Kwon, I ain't fuckin' Dabbin' Big weapons, dashiki, I'm Arabin' The drama I bring Little shooters under my wing I started young, I was a mixtape king Now my legacy is Ronald Reagan, Aston Martin Gun on my hip, the passenger bitch kinda resemble Megan (Which one?) Megan Good, Megan Fox Any state, any jail, or group home mother fuckers gon' rep The Lox Extended clip, don't get put in that box Bitch [Outro: Sheek Louch] 2, 2, 2 You see-you see-you see why this forever will be locked up in the end