Killin' Fields

[Skit] [Intro] [Verse 1: Method Man] Shoes full of dirt, kicking sand on your works Something gotta hurt, catch a case off a verse Live in concert, kids coming out their shirts I'm hyped now, jumping in the crowd, feet first Meant it when I said it, lungs bring the pain son Without the anesthetic, make em look pathetic Needing help from paramedic, Hot with the Nickel Bust back take 'em with you, survival of the fittest And the world out to get us, I feel it in my bones I can feel it in my testosterone when it's on Stat' bring it back, hard rap for you pussycat Cognac, off the meat rack, where the pussy at? Johnny, got these niggas mad at they mommy Jumping on my hard salami, say what you like In the heat of the night, I crash individuals Splash on the mic airtight with the lyrical [Chorus: Cho-Flo & Method Man] Nigga run with it, have fun with it Blow your gun with it and be done with it Welcome to the killing field where Johnny Dangerous Headbanger Boogie niggas going through changes [Verse 2: Method Man] It all starts with the pad and pen, my special blend Of herbs and spices on mic devices, murder men Make 'em mices I recommend, something that's priceless For you rap hooligans, claiming you nicest Call it what you like kid You can even call a psychic for all I care, still ain't got a prayer Amongst the righteous, Blazini, cheat death like Houdini Word to Bad Bird that fucked nerds in bikinis I observe lyrical flares, you being served from the gizzard Plucking your nerves with nouns and verbs From the ghetto to the suburbs, I must be heard Niggas get what niggas deserve You can put that on my Clan logo, Wu-Tang group or solo Bloody up my next promo With the blood of the next bozo, clown-ass niggas be loco Puffin on lye, cuckoo for cocoa [Chorus: Cho-Flo & Method Man] Nigga run with it, have fun with it Blow your gun with it, and be done with it Welcome to the killing field where Johnny Dangerous Headbanger Boogie niggas going through changes [Verse 3: Method Man] Shit be hot in the kettle pot Twisted metal bust shot 'til the beef settle, forget me not City nights get a nigga hype, scarring lights Send 'em back, now we Poltergeist, Ghost tell 'em Who the number the one rap host? Huh? Verbal overdose leave em comatose, huh? The nigga with the golden throat is out to get you, Hot Nickel Bust back and take 'em with you, eye for eye Never lie, crossing my heart, hoping you die Somebody pat the engineer down, I think he wired I'm off the meat rack, quick to react, my niggas need that They need gats, cocking heat back, be out like Freejack The heat's on, you think one-eight, and Johnny's blamed Who that nigga burn biscuits, and spit flame Leave no witness, in the fast lane with shady bitches That only want me for my riches, I know your steez Terror fabulous, caution, biohazardous degrees From this ravenous, MCs be yapping Meth be the co-captain, on Def Jam's that's close captioned For hearing impaired, to get a share, now what's happening Money to share, that's why we here And y'all acting like we can't eat like y'all eat Now we scrapping, out in the street I know your crew's hardheaded motherfuckers and I'm just like you [Chorus: Cho-Flo & Method Man] Nigga run with it, have fun with it Blow your gun with it, and be done with it Welcome to the killing field where Johnny Dangerous Headbanger Boogie niggas going through changes Welcome to the killing field, where Johnny Dangerous Headbanger Boogie niggas, going through changes [Outro: Method Man] I been in the ghetto all my life I swore to take that bitch for better or for worse, yaknowhatI'msayin? That's for life nigga y'know? Til death do us part..