(repeating in background: "rock, the body body -- rock the body body")
[Intro: U-God]
Dino the dart specialist
Knahmean?
Golden Arms, yo
Meth-Tical, John John do your thing thing
What? Check it
[Verse 1: U-God]
The all eye seein, heavenly divine
The truth brings out, the temper in my spine
A Hill sound again, feeling symptoms that bit me
I feel for you victims, with everything up in me (uh-huh)
A head ringer, stuffed in sidewalls of frenzy
Back the fuck up 'cause I'm stimmi off the Remi
A semi bloodshot eye, donkey dick, I'm nuts
Every cut, I'm spilling Triumph out their guts (what?)
Nigga what, earthquaking speech, woofer hissin'
The razor faced victims, WHEW, that's what kissed 'em
Appropriate precaution, surrounding, certain it curtains
I'm dumbfounded, I'm pounding, the pavement
For mental enslavement, I'm craving, a misbehaving savior
America the grave for gun wavers (what?)
The wave runners, what the blood seed again
Make you wonder, about the thunder underneath the skin (hmm)
The sapphire rhymes slap fire out your minds
With right timing, bite with vampire rhymes
[Verse 2: Method Man]
Hmm, I spy, with my crooked eye
Full metal street soldiers, born to die
Put 'em up yeah fuck yeah
When it's Hammertime, niggas can't be touched here, the true and livin
Night vision unseen, like Gene
When I "Hackmen", The Unforgiven, left in prison
In the Wu-Tang dirty dungeon
Now you succumbing to my twelve part dirty dozens
Flabbergasted by tracks that be True Mastered
Opposites attract beef plus their ass backwards, stick yourself
'Til I'm felt, this ass whoopin, is bein dealt
Like hot beans-and-butter nigga, I got the belt
What the deal huh? Swing Low, Sweet Chariot
I walk the Underground Railroad with Harriett
Just a slave to the rhythm - victims I'm like Alien
About to put that shit up in 'em
I Can't Live Without My Radio, a 100 Miles and Runnin'
T2 Judgment day coming, nobody's safe
When I reminisce about Case, still hit the staircase
When the coppers give chase, I give 'em finger
The only hip-hop singer
To tell America to kiss his Killa Bee stinger
Nothing can save ya from this major misbehavior
Heavy hands laying corners in the elevator, guard your grill
[Verse 3: Cappadonna]
I speculate, get my darts straight, don't exaggerate
Dictate, do it with the Papermate, set the plate
Set the bait, checkmate, fuckin with cha mental state
Double take, meditate, earthquake, VGL contemplate
Big boys integrate; catch you at the sess skate
Army tank, high rank, got the bank
Got the shank talk the talk walk the walk from New York
To Up North to downstate to L.A., to all day
To cliches to instant replays, to all the DJs
To BJs in the PJs, equality days
With money like legs I plant eggs, Pele roundhead
The dog bred, snakes running from red, catch dead
Raekwon is on, take your uniform, we perform
Shit like gangs in Now Born, check for new Don
Fuck a Yukon, you been warned, we the realest
We never were conned, duffed out on Knowledge Born
("Rock, the body body - rock the body body") - repeat til fade
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