Method & the Madness

Verse 1: If I choose to go berserk, they'll have to pray about it Yes, I am the Sober Jit but I ain't from Dade County They say I need to stop, I think I'm Jim Morrison I'm sipping on some Jim Beam getting pleased orally These emcees can't hang with me, they piss-poor morally Haters wanna body me, usurping my authority They only know me by AKA like the sorority When the time comes for it, hit 'em with that scorching heat When the winters getting cold, I turn my flame up Feeling like Lebron, its hard for me to give the game up Quest, Brett Favre-ing when they telling him to hang it up Used to think I wanted the world but now that ain't enough Chorus: I'd like to welcome y'all to the method and the madness If you sending shots better send em with an address I'ma keep stacking that paper til my last breath Hater fronting on me so I leave em in the past tense Verse 2: If you ain't making dollars homie you don't have sense My presence is a present homie even in my absense I been on a different high, its like I'm sipping Absinthe I been getting wicked in the lab, this my experiment Yeah, hold your head homie til the coast is clear I figured shit, I'll sell drugs cause its a dope career But see the drug I'm selling, its the legal kind You couldn't see the light within me, it would leave you blind I'm the cerebral kind, I read you with a deeper rhyme I got them scrolls to free the people if you seek to find Quest, Brett Favre-ing when they telling him to hang it up Used to think I wanted the World but now that ain't enough Chorus: I'd like to welcome y'all to the method and the madness If you sending shots better send em with an address I'ma keep stacking that paper til my last breath Hater fronting on me so I leave em in the past tense Verse 3: I'm revving my engines, I hope you ready for repentance All you rappers thats testing, I kill you off with one sentence I'm done stressing, I got bigger fish to fry and if you getting in my way, I guess you wish to die It was a wish of mine to get paper and be the hottest out I reign supreme over everything you're an immodest drought Might've had a chance back then but you can't stop me now Never worried I hit 'em in flurries like Pacquiao This the method and the madness, its the newest trend And losing's nothing new to ya crew, y'all bout to lose again Quest, Brett Favre-ing when they telling him to hang it up Used to think I wanted the World but now that ain't enough Chorus: I'd like to welcome y'all to the method and the madness If you sending shots better send em with an address I'ma keep stacking that paper til my last breath Hater fronting on me so I leave em in the past tense