[Intro: Raekwon]
Let's get it on, Kokomo
John John Blazeini, Donna J-Bird, yeah
Another Persian legacy
(The Iron Lung)
Yo, yeah, yeah, yo, yo
[Verse 1: Raekwon]
Dart throwing, yo, aimin' at your nostril, Aéropostale
Sword rockin' halibut steak we choppin'
Mili-tia, eight to nine generals at one time
Fine we blend wine, go beyond one line
Spot the snakeskin, Dunn was scaley
Chopped his head off fuhrilly, sit back, crack the Bailey's
Wetter than white milk, grab the quilt - that's the heater
My nigga Drop lost his stripe like Adidas
Shit is deep, the bridge still burnin'
The long time earnin', just got snatched by more Germans
Europeans are seein' me bleedin', jet off in the Lex skiin'
Goggles, Louis Rich Sweden
[Verse 2: Method Man]
I dig my life experiences, wrap it up
In twelve inches
Keepin' my defenses
Put it up in raw trenches, holdin' court on the park benches
In the ghetto servin' life sentence
Mass confusion in New York
On these city sidewalks, busy sidewalks, there's no snoozin'
Stop actin' like it's me losin', peep my modern day Pompei on city streets
The Sun pack heat
In Hell's Kitchen, time to get money finger itchin'
Once again plot thicken, and you succumb
To the will of the slum bite your tongue
Burn a bush with the Iron Lung, pay dirt to no one
Guilty by association, stank bitch wanna give me some
Nappy nasty -- I pass
Let them players flash, and trick on they cash
On your funky ass I only buy shit that last
A lifetime I write rhyme, chippin' through the pipeline then it's flight time
That's when I'm jetty
In a '57 Chevy, gassed on my own Getty
Head heavy, with deadly medleys
[Verse 3: Cappadonna]
I opened up my rap bible, then the light came over the children
As it began to rain I started buildin' (Don-Don)
Spoke many times before but didn't score, my reading was poor
Injected with the Devil's English, I extinguish and approach all hominyms
Shit in your brain, wipe my ass with the phenomenons
Be holy or get shot down with the Moet-o
Kid encyclopedia left y'all petrol
My dancehall standoff, rap like Peter Metro
Echo echo, what? Beware my psycho
Lime piece tec-o leggo
Uniform flow, stay strong black my shit is real, peace out, bro
[Outro: Method Man]
Tical
Eyes as diamonds, time again
Motherfuckers wanna battle with the pad and pen
Give it to em raw, give it to em raw
Down to the fuckin' floor, up to the roof with the proof
Meth-Tical mad, goddamn!
Hahahaha, right
Motherfuckers
