Well I've found a better method of pretending you were just some lover Do you still feel younger than you thought you would by now Or, darling, have you started feeling old yet Don't worry, I'm sure that you're still breaking hearts With the efficiency

I'm troublesome We troublesome Troublesome nigga Troublesome 19-motherfuckin' 96 (Westside!) Let it be known nigga Boss of all bosses, Makaveli Menacin' methods label me a lethal weapon Makin' niggas die witnessin' breathless imperfections Can you

Five nails through the neck Knock him out with chloroform Surreptitious trapping tack Drag the body to the trunk Take the captive to the house and down into the basement Binding method is extreme Unconscious I will pierce the hands and feet Arms and legs

To decompose It all will end in the dirt again Left to be one with the dirt again Cadaver filled carcasses flood the land Methodically emptied of bone and blood Sacrificing mortal beings never to subside Savage beatings pulverized and no one heard the

M-E-T-H-O-D-O-F-L-O-V-E Modern love It's a method of It's a method of modern love Songs old as the night Are what I've been dreamin' of Method of, method of Love, love, love