P.L.O. style, Buddha Monks with the owls P.L.O. style, Buddha Monks with the owls P.L.O. style, Buddha Monks with the owls P.L.O. style Here comes the
Chorus: P.L.O. style, Buddha monks with the Owls P.L.O. style, Buddha monks with the Owls P.L.O. style, Buddha monks with the Owls P.L.O. style... Verse
Translation: Method Man. PLO Style.
Translation: Method Man. Plo Style (feat. Carlton Fisk.
Chorus: P.L.O. style, Buddha monks with the Owls P.L.O. style, Buddha monks with the Owls P.L.O. style, Buddha monks with the Owls P.L.O. style...
: Chorus: P.L.O. style, Buddha monks with the Owls P.L.O. style, Buddha monks with the Owls P.L.O. style, Buddha monks with the Owls P.L.O. style...
absurd My repotoire is U.S.S.R. P.L.O. style got blown out the car And ran over, by the Method Man jeep Divine can't define my style is so deep like
Left his son to grow, in the ghettoes of the slums Where the shots echo, for twisted metal for cash flow React slow nigga and get, P.L.O. By the lone
, is U.S.S.R. P.L.O. style got thrown out the car and ran over, by the Method Man jeep Divine can't define my style is so deep like pussy, my low cut
.. rifkind..) yahh!! I strangle angels from a brooklyn angle Rectangular mangle (and tango) incur single [e. sermon sings like method man] P-a-s-s-i-o
his son to grow, in the ghettoes of the slums With a shot that go, for twisted metal for cash flow React slow nigga and get, P.L.O. By the lone gunner
lost the tan in the mist On your name my shit, take it like a man you little bitch I blaze yo britches, P.L.O. extortion, you forcin The hand that rocks
to respect me Ooh Them don't no have to come correctly Ooh Time flow constantly the way time flow I live by the code, style is mad P.L.O. My crew swarm
is U.S.S.R. P.L.O. style got thrown out the car and ran over, by the Method Man jeep Divine can't define my style is so deep like pussy, my low cut fade
cops arrive" [Billy Danze of M.O.P. (Stand Up):] "It's a dirty job but somebody gotta do it" [Akbar (Hot Ya Hot):] "My style is wild like pitbulls trapped
hard copy novel Throw you off the Verrazano We swimmin with these sharks, yo I rate bodyguard Stamp my initial in your birthmark P.L.O., bust like a calico
headpiece there's no survival My flow lights up the block like a homicidal murder, underground beef for the burger P.L.O., criminal thoughts you never
a> [Method Man] All I hear is gun shots Can I touch somethin? What the Blood Clot!?! Nigga want Tical, make it happen You know my fuckin style, fuck
