Secret Rivals

[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