"Act Up" lyrics
(feat. 5th PXWER)
[Method Man:]
Went from entertainment to enterprise
Kill a rhyme, kill a generation like genocide
I've been a five, explicit sticker; you've been advised
That red dot market, the target has been identified
We been outside, game already been gentrified
Simplify, ready for war like I've been Semper Fi
Energy I energize, if ain't energized I improvise
And start taking shots like I ain't been immunized
If you ain't dead then pretend you died, you feminized
Rappers see the signs of out an outcast; Aquemini
Big Boi, 'Dre Three-Stacks, these are some friends of mine
Spending time but my payback ain't gotta spend the a dime
That's how you end a line, last stop
You at the end of line and think "Why me?" like the end of rhyme
I clothes-line any close encounter of any kind
If I got any problems with anybody at any time
[5th PXWER:]
Ugh, they wanna talk, wanna act up (What you saying?)
'Til I get em mummy wrapped up (He gone)
Aye, tell your homie move back bruh (Aye man watch out)
I wouldn't hesitate to smack son (Pow)
Ugh, they wanna talk, wanna act up (What you saying?)
'Til I get em mummy wrapped up (Be outta here)
Aye, tell your homie move back bruh (Fall back bro)
[Method Man:]
Yo
I'm big bro, no, I mean I'm literally big bro
Now big dough, New Orleans for short, now that's a big no
Big hand chokeslam rappers, they want the Big Show
My big bang theory's the shot wrapped in a big .4
Big Doe Rehab, paper shredder, I rip flow
He cut his words for buck and a half, that's off the rip though
But get low, like y'all ain't know I'm the shh though
Like Tony Montana, don't sniff blow, that Sniff, yo
Meth man, yes am I-yes'm, make that a yes man
Mama finna save me a plate, make that a "Yes, ma'am"
Ain't gotta tell em just how I get em, I just can
And I ain't gotta tell em why I'm a legend, I just am
In hindsight I made loud records for Def Jam
When y'all kept it cool I was hot, I got the best fans
What's hood? Y'all ain't gotta listen, I'm good
Got my hands on this genie bottle and I'm wishing you would
[5th PXWER:]
Ugh, they wanna talk, wanna act up (What you saying?)
'Til I get em mummy wrapped up (He gone)
Aye, tell your homie move back bruh (Aye man watch out)
I wouldn't hesitate to smack son (Pow)
Ugh, they wanna talk, wanna act up (What you saying?)
'Til I get em, mami wrapped up (Be outta here)
Aye, tell your homie move back bruh (Fall back bro)
Went from entertainment to enterprise
Kill a rhyme, kill a generation like genocide
I've been a five, explicit sticker; you've been advised
That red dot market, the target has been identified
We been outside, game already been gentrified
Simplify, ready for war like I've been Semper Fi
Energy I energize, if ain't energized I improvise
And start taking shots like I ain't been immunized
If you ain't dead then pretend you died, you feminized
Rappers see the signs of out an outcast; Aquemini
Big Boi, 'Dre Three-Stacks, these are some friends of mine
Spending time but my payback ain't gotta spend the a dime
That's how you end a line, last stop
You at the end of line and think "Why me?" like the end of rhyme
I clothes-line any close encounter of any kind
If I got any problems with anybody at any time
[5th PXWER:]
Ugh, they wanna talk, wanna act up (What you saying?)
'Til I get em mummy wrapped up (He gone)
Aye, tell your homie move back bruh (Aye man watch out)
I wouldn't hesitate to smack son (Pow)
Ugh, they wanna talk, wanna act up (What you saying?)
'Til I get em mummy wrapped up (Be outta here)
Aye, tell your homie move back bruh (Fall back bro)
[Method Man:]
Yo
I'm big bro, no, I mean I'm literally big bro
Now big dough, New Orleans for short, now that's a big no
Big hand chokeslam rappers, they want the Big Show
My big bang theory's the shot wrapped in a big .4
Big Doe Rehab, paper shredder, I rip flow
He cut his words for buck and a half, that's off the rip though
But get low, like y'all ain't know I'm the shh though
Like Tony Montana, don't sniff blow, that Sniff, yo
Meth man, yes am I-yes'm, make that a yes man
Mama finna save me a plate, make that a "Yes, ma'am"
Ain't gotta tell em just how I get em, I just can
And I ain't gotta tell em why I'm a legend, I just am
In hindsight I made loud records for Def Jam
When y'all kept it cool I was hot, I got the best fans
What's hood? Y'all ain't gotta listen, I'm good
Got my hands on this genie bottle and I'm wishing you would
[5th PXWER:]
Ugh, they wanna talk, wanna act up (What you saying?)
'Til I get em mummy wrapped up (He gone)
Aye, tell your homie move back bruh (Aye man watch out)
I wouldn't hesitate to smack son (Pow)
Ugh, they wanna talk, wanna act up (What you saying?)
'Til I get em, mami wrapped up (Be outta here)
Aye, tell your homie move back bruh (Fall back bro)
