[Intro: Killah Priest (Method Man)]
Uh, musical clever
You know what time it is (Ooh-ahh, Meth-Tical)
Yeah, what? (Hey, did you turn my mic down
Oh.. my headphone fell off, damn)
[Verse 1: Killah Priest]
Death come to those who oppose
Knockin' at the door, holding a rose
In plain clothes, when the face ice cold
Lock your windows, still I come in when the wind blows, come in slow
Suddenly your eyes close
Then your body set through your soul, it rose
Turn into a black crow and fly into the internal night
That's when I also take flight
I turn into a great falcon
With mighty wings, when they flap, they move mountains
I leap on your back like a wild fucking monkey
Eyes are bloodshot red with a growling tummy
Beat your fucking back out like a gorilla
When I was two, I figured my way, out the house of mirrors
I show up to a recording session with no facial expression
I'm just there like I crept in
Escape through the east gate, return through the west ends
When the sun set, I'm like the westerns beneath the moonlight
And the crescent, Priest, I have a stance, that's strong
When I perform, I transform, into a sandstorm
Leaving one third of the land torn
I'm like mice, I react strange
I'm like a terratrans, I react crazy when the weather change
Then the father of a hurricane, handcuff pain
I whip tornadoes with iron chains
I make volcanoes scream out my name
Niggas kill me, tryna escape my wrath
Through death, don't you know, I'm crazy, motherfucker
I hold my breath
[Interlude: Method Man]
Slicks, sluggy
One time for your motherfuckin' mind
Wu-Tang Forever, this is just the next chamber, baby
(Fish filet, fish filet) Ah, ah-ah-ah
[Verse 2: Method Man]
We walking dogs, foot soldiers, fuck you all
Guns 'N' Roses, play the wall, the final curtain calls
Every day, all day, we hurtin' y'all
Project hallways is triflin', Public Enemy number one
Still fightin' the power like Tyson
When nothing else work, start biting
Swallow up that weak shit, they writing, spit it out
Frustrated with the line, hard for me to get it out
Intellectual, architect, bomb threat to a vegetable
Mr. Meth, you can get the left and right testicle
Step to the rear, Wu-Tang on arrival
Raised in the ghetto, singin' songs for survival
Nothing else matters, suspect chin niggas shatter
Clap a mad rapper
Red dot beemin' on the blood clot, splatter
University, anniversary of terror, it's now, or it's never
Ain't no inbetweens in the cold war
Can't hold it down, got a thousand that can hold yours
Starvin', pardon me, god, I get a charge
Like a human lighting rod, strike back with no regard
For the innocent, harder than the bricks in my tenements
Wu-Tang Forever and a day, we be killin' it
[Verse 3: Masta Killa]
So patient, they sat there in the aisles and waited
For the testimony
Hungry, for a statement from the one and only
Thirsty for the ceremony at hand, true Wu die hard fans
Now look how we rock, make a freestyle drop
Old school like the wop
My grandaddy used to do this dance called the slop
I keep it hip-hop for y'all, we don't stop, got ladies by the flock
No safety on the Glock
Stop, look and listen when the semi-autos pop, your neck, mock with the rope
Who can match palm, I'm strong as a nuclear bomb
Dangerously armed, have you not prepared yourself, you've been warned
Gun shot to the informer, Killa Bee swarm
Caught 'em on the corner of Lavonia, reported missing
Found him in the fetal position
Shot twice, armed with the rocket
Blind for the target, deaded on arrival
Suspenseful, kill or be killed, pass the rifle