[Intro: Method Man]
Oh shit, the fucking lawyers here
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yo
Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo
All them real live motherfucking niggas step up front right now
It's going down
One love to Long Island Hempstead in my heart, baby
Shaolin w,hat?
Come on, come on, ha!
[Chorus: Method Man]
Dangerous ground
Tre pound seven spin around for my brethren, the clouds come down
War and Peace, I take it to the street
Land shark on my lawn, chop the thumbs off a thief
[Verse 1: Method Man]
And curse his firstborn, is this thing on?
Send 'em to the Children of the Corn, we the people
See niggas through the eye of the needle
My lethal injection, destroying evil
Hot Nikkel what, private eye, one pistol
Aiming at your brain tissue, do or die
Said the spider to the fly, "Could this one be tasty?"
Like momma apple pie goodness, Johnny Blaze me
On the job like Dick Tracy
Hit the cure for that ill shit like Ben Casey, M.D
Symbolic thrill like god he shocked it
Like a finger in a light socket, too good to be forgotten
In the Rotten Apple, I kick dirt on your sandcastle
Check the flavor all natural
[Bridge: Method Man & (Streetlife)]
(Beat your feet) Hot Niks son (heat-mizer)
Before you get the main course (Taste a appetizer)
[Verse 2: Method Man]
Submerged in the word, heavy handed verbal that smack you
Mentally disturb you, attack you
36 Chamb' once again coming at you
Young gun got the body snatch you observe
Wise words you can only see through the third-
Eye, form way beyond the norm on the verb
Shine on mental nourishment, you can dine on
Track yelling at me, "Get your rhyme on, god"
Victory is hard, regardless to whom or what
They all moving targets Allah
Running through your house and your block party, with rap shotty
And hot rock the body body, St. Bernards
Couldn't save your entourage, rap lobotomy
Leave you mentally scarred, numb and possibly
Dumb, deaf and blind is it
I kick the spine out the battery backs, fucking with mine keep it moving
[Interlude: Method Man]
Now everybody just throw your hands in...
(phone rings)
What the fuck?
Peace, who this?
[Verse 3: Streetlife]
Mind detect mind, I P.L.O. your starting line
Deep Space Nine designed for knuckleheads who bust guns and throw signs
Let's converse snatch the tap from your purse
Body-surf on the verse head first
Peep defeat, bitch, Street beat you down with the heat
And you spazzed out, spitting out teeth, ain't nothing peace
Big boys don't destroy blunted zone pop steroid
Fifty men convoy, expensive where's the big toy
Rumble through the wasteland, right hand's on the silencer
40 caliber city slicker Staten Islander
Synchronized minds combine thoughts that motivate
Don't perpetrate, pass the blunt let it circulate
Street politicians on a suicide mission
Crime vision finger itching from a scope-view position
Dangerous ground
Tre pound seven spin around for my brethren, the cloud comes down
[Verse 4: Method Man]
Yo, keep your eyes open, love potion number nine
Poetry in motion, knowledge me the seventh sign
Scoping, conniving, infiltrate is most of mine
Play 'em nonchalantly, calmly expose the nine
Push and get shoved what the fuck cuz thinking of
Coming in the club with that screwface, acting up
Is we men or mice? "Bad Moon Rising"
We wild for the night
Kill a schizophrenic nigga twice, cuz-o, that's what happened
When fronting on the Shaol' borough, Island of Staten
We in here, no fear, assault with intent
To kill your whole regiment it's real
Starting with your President, ducking my dart gun
Tear apart son,.you don't want it then don't start none
Blaze one with Jonathan, part man part fly
Handle my B-I camouflage like G.I
Fat like Joe, a day in the life
Your money or your life that's the life
Everybody can't afford ice in the struggle
Tryna eat right, another day another hustle hustle hustle
(Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh, uh huh, uh huh)
[Chorus: Method Man]
Dangerous ground
Tre pound seven spin around, for my brethren the clouds come down
War and peace, I take it to the street
Land shark on my lawn, chop the thumbs off a thief
Motherfucker
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