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[Intro 1:]<br />*sounds of fighting*<br />[M]- Method Man<br />[R]- Raekwon<br />[G]- Ghostface Killah<br />[U]- U-God<br /><br />[M] Yo what I'm sayin, come on man?<br />[R] Yo Meth, hold up, hold up<br />Yo Meth, where my Killah tape at ya?<br />First of all, where my--<br />Where the fuck is my tape at?<br />[M] Yo son I ain't got that peace son<br />[R] How you ain't go my shit,<br />When I let you hold it man<br />[M] Yo niggas came over to have 40 and blunts kid<br />The shit just came on motion man<br />[R] Come on man, that don't got nothin to do with my shit man<br />Come on, go head with that shit<br />[M] Come on man, I'll buy you 4 more fuckin Killah tapes man<br />*knock knock*<br />[R] Open the door man, what the fuck, man, yo what<br />What's up<br />[G] Yo yo, God, word is bond, yo, Shymeek just go bust in his head<br />Two times God (word to mother)<br />Real life God, you know Shymeek from fuckin 212 (yeah yeah yeah)<br />The nigga just got bust, niggas in the Black Land, god<br />Word is bond, came thru God from out of nowhere, God<br />Word is bond, I'm comin to get my coat to Cypher, god<br />And it just--, word is bond, crazy shots just went the fuck off, God<br />The nigga layin there like a fuckin new born fuckin baby God<br />[M] Is he dead? (word up)<br />[G] Is he fuckin dead, what the fuck you mean is he fuckin dead god<br />What kind of question is that B, what the fuck you think?<br />The nigga layin there with this fuckin all types of fuckin blood<br />Comin out of his--<br />[U] Is, is he, is he, is he, dead?<br />[G] Yo God, what's up God, it's the God, god, word is bond<br />I'm waitin to fuckin late, I'm ready to get busy<br />[R] Let's go do- let's go do what we gotta do right fuck it<br />[U] What's up yo, yo we out or what?<br />[G] It's the god ya, fuck that<br />We out, got a problem man<br />What the fuck<br />[U] Nigga still sweatin<br />[G] What the fuck is you talkin about man, get the fuck outta here<br />[R] Corn...<br /><br />[Intro 2: Raekwon (Method Man)]<br />(Take that motherfucker)<br />{WHAT? WHAT?<br />GOOD MORNING VIETNAM!!}<br />{Yeah, good morning to all you motherfuckin notty-headed niggaz}<br />Word to the Camouflage Large niggaz<br />(Niggaz fuckin my body)<br />Bring that fuckin meth in here<br />(Yo yo yo yo<br />Now we gonna drink some good Nightrain<br />and yo, set it off)<br /><br />[Raekwon the Chef]<br />Champion gear that I rock, you get your boots knocked<br />Then attack you like a pit that lock shit DOWN (down)<br />As I come and freaks the sound, hardcore<br />but giving you more and more, like ding!<br />Nah shorty, get you open like six packs<br />Killer Bees attack, flippin what, murder one, phat tracks<br />Aight? I kick it like a Night Flight!<br />Word life, I get that ass while I'm fulla spite!<br />Check the method from Bedrock, cause I rock ya head to bed<br />Just like rockin what? Twin glocks!<br />Shake the ground while my beats just break you down<br />Raw sound, we going to war right now<br />So, yo, bombin<br />We Usually Take All Niggaz Garments<br />Save ya breath before I bomb it<br /><br />[Method Man]<br />I be that insane nigga from the psycho ward<br />I'm on the trigger, plus I got the Wu-Tang sword<br />So how you figure that you can even fuck with mine?<br />Hey, yo, RZA! Hit me with that shit one time!<br />And pull a foul, niggaz save the beef on the cow<br />I'm milkin this ho, this is MY show, Tical<br />The FUCK you wanna do? For this micpiece du'<br />I'm like a sniper, hyper off the Ginseng root<br />PLO style, buddha monks with the owls<br />So who's the fuckin man? Meth-Tical<br />On the chessbox<br /><br />[Kung Fu sample]<br />*sounds of fighting*<br />{Wu-Tang style}<br /><br />[Inspector Deck]<br />Yo, yeah, yo<br />I leave the mic in body bags, my rap style has<br />The force to leave you lost, like the tribe of Shabazz<br />Murderous material, made by a madman<br />It's the mic wrecker, Inspectah, bad man<br />From the bad lands of the killer, rap fanatic<br />Representing with the skill that's iller<br />Dare to compare, get pierced just like an ear<br />The Scooby Doo, I pop strictly hardware<br />Armed and geared cause I just broke out the prison<br />Charged by the system - for murderin the rhythm!<br />Now, lo and behold, another deadly episode<br />Bound to catch another fuckin charge when I explode<br /><br />[Ghostface Killer]<br />Slammin a hype-ass verse til ya head burst<br />I ramshack dead in the track, and that's that<br />Rap assassin, fastin, quick to blast and hardrock<br />I ran up in spots like Fort Knox!<br />I'm hot, top notch, Ghost thinks with logic<br />Flashback's how I attacked your whole project<br />I'm raw, I'm rugged and raw! I repeat, if I die<br />My seed'll be ill like me<br />Approachin me, you out of respect, chops ya neck<br />I get vexed, like crashing up a phat-ass Lex'<br />So clear the way, make way, yo! Open the cage<br />Peace, I'm out, jettin like a runaway slave<br /><br />[RZA]<br />Yo<br />Ya gettin stripped from ya garments, boy, run ya jewels<br />While the meth got me open like falopian tubes<br />I bring death to a snake when he least expect<br />Ain't a damn thing changed, boy, Protect Ya Neck<br />Ruler Zig-Zag-Zig Allah, jam is fatal<br />Quick to stick my Wu-Tang sword right through ya navel<br />Suspenseful, plus bein bought through my utensil<br />The pencil, I break strong winds up against your<br />Abbott, that run up through your county like the Maverick<br />Caps through the tablets, I gots to make the fabrics<br /><br />[Kung Fu sample]<br />*sounds of fighting*<br />{Wu-Tang style}<br /><br />[Ol' Dirty Bastard]<br />Are you, uh, ah, uh<br />Are you a warrior? Killer? Slicin shit like a samurah<br />The Ol' Dirty Bastard VUNDABAH<br />Ol' Dirty clan of terrorists<br />Comin atcha ass like a sorceress, shootin' that PISS!<br />Niggaz be gettin on my fuckin nerves<br />Rhymes they be kickin make me wanna kick they fuckin ass to the curb<br />I got funky fresh, like the old specialist<br />A carrier, messenger, bury ya<br />This experience is for the whole experience<br />Let it be applied, and THEN DROP THAT SCIENCE<br /><br />[Kung Fu sample]<br />*sounds of fighting*<br />{Wu-Tang style}<br /><br />[The Genius/GZA]<br />My my my<br />My Clan is thick like plaster<br />Bust ya, slash ya<br />Slit a nigga back like a Dutch Masta Killa<br />Style jumped off and Killa, Hill-er<br />I was the thriller in the Ali-Frazier Manilla<br />I came down with phat tracks that combine and interlock<br />Like getting smashed by a cinder block<br />Blaow! Now it's all over<br />Niggaz seein pink hearts, yellow moons<br />Orange stars and green clovers
Letra nueva de la canción
[Intro 1:]<br />*sounds of fighting*<br />[M]- Method Man<br />[R]- Raekwon<br />[G]- Ghostface Killah<br />[U]- U-God<br /><br />[M] Yo what I'm sayin, come on man?<br />[R] Yo Meth, hold up, hold up<br />Yo Meth, where my Killah tape at ya?<br />First of all, where my--<br />Where the fuck is my tape at?<br />[M] Yo son I ain't got that peace son<br />[R] How you ain't go my shit,<br />When I let you hold it man<br />[M] Yo niggas came over to have 40 and blunts kid<br />The shit just came on motion man<br />[R] Come on man, that don't got nothin to do with my shit man<br />Come on, go head with that shit<br />[M] Come on man, I'll buy you 4 more fuckin Killah tapes man<br />*knock knock*<br />[R] Open the door man, what the fuck, man, yo what<br />What's up<br />[G] Yo yo, God, word is bond, yo, Shymeek just go bust in his head<br />Two times God (word to mother)<br />Real life God, you know Shymeek from fuckin 212 (yeah yeah yeah)<br />The nigga just got bust, niggas in the Black Land, god<br />Word is bond, came thru God from out of nowhere, God<br />Word is bond, I'm comin to get my coat to Cypher, god<br />And it just--, word is bond, crazy shots just went the fuck off, God<br />The nigga layin there like a fuckin new born fuckin baby God<br />[M] Is he dead? (word up)<br />[G] Is he fuckin dead, what the fuck you mean is he fuckin dead god<br />What kind of question is that B, what the fuck you think?<br />The nigga layin there with this fuckin all types of fuckin blood<br />Comin out of his--<br />[U] Is, is he, is he, is he, dead?<br />[G] Yo God, what's up God, it's the God, god, word is bond<br />I'm waitin to fuckin late, I'm ready to get busy<br />[R] Let's go do- let's go do what we gotta do right fuck it<br />[U] What's up yo, yo we out or what?<br />[G] It's the god ya, fuck that<br />We out, got a problem man<br />What the fuck<br />[U] Nigga still sweatin<br />[G] What the fuck is you talkin about man, get the fuck outta here<br />[R] Corn...<br /><br />[Intro 2: Raekwon (Method Man)]<br />(Take that motherfucker)<br />{WHAT? WHAT?<br />GOOD MORNING VIETNAM!!}<br />{Yeah, good morning to all you motherfuckin notty-headed niggaz}<br />Word to the Camouflage Large niggaz<br />(Niggaz fuckin my body)<br />Bring that fuckin meth in here<br />(Yo yo yo yo<br />Now we gonna drink some good Nightrain<br />and yo, set it off)<br /><br />[Raekwon the Chef]<br />Champion gear that I rock, you get your boots knocked<br />Then attack you like a pit that lock shit DOWN (down)<br />As I come and freaks the sound, hardcore<br />but giving you more and more, like ding!<br />Nah shorty, get you open like six packs<br />Killer Bees attack, flippin what, murder one, phat tracks<br />Aight? I kick it like a Night Flight!<br />Word life, I get that ass while I'm fulla spite!<br />Check the method from Bedrock, cause I rock ya head to bed<br />Just like rockin what? Twin glocks!<br />Shake the ground while my beats just break you down<br />Raw sound, we going to war right now<br />So, yo, bombin<br />We Usually Take All Niggaz Garments<br />Save ya breath before I bomb it<br /><br />[Method Man]<br />I be that insane nigga from the psycho ward<br />I'm on the trigger, plus I got the Wu-Tang sword<br />So how you figure that you can even fuck with mine?<br />Hey, yo, RZA! Hit me with that shit one time!<br />And pull a foul, niggaz save the beef on the cow<br />I'm milkin this ho, this is MY show, Tical<br />The FUCK you wanna do? For this micpiece du'<br />I'm like a sniper, hyper off the Ginseng root<br />PLO style, buddha monks with the owls<br />So who's the fuckin man? Meth-Tical<br />On the chessbox<br /><br />[Kung Fu sample]<br />*sounds of fighting*<br />{Wu-Tang style}<br /><br />[Inspector Deck]<br />Yo, yeah, yo<br />I leave the mic in body bags, my rap style has<br />The force to leave you lost, like the tribe of Shabazz<br />Murderous material, made by a madman<br />It's the mic wrecker, Inspectah, bad man<br />From the bad lands of the killer, rap fanatic<br />Representing with the skill that's iller<br />Dare to compare, get pierced just like an ear<br />The Scooby Doo, I pop strictly hardware<br />Armed and geared cause I just broke out the prison<br />Charged by the system - for murderin the rhythm!<br />Now, lo and behold, another deadly episode<br />Bound to catch another fuckin charge when I explode<br /><br />[Ghostface Killer]<br />Slammin a hype-ass verse til ya head burst<br />I ramshack dead in the track, and that's that<br />Rap assassin, fastin, quick to blast and hardrock<br />I ran up in spots like Fort Knox!<br />I'm hot, top notch, Ghost thinks with logic<br />Flashback's how I attacked your whole project<br />I'm raw, I'm rugged and raw! I repeat, if I die<br />My seed'll be ill like me<br />Approachin me, you out of respect, chops ya neck<br />I get vexed, like crashing up a phat-ass Lex'<br />So clear the way, make way, yo! Open the cage<br />Peace, I'm out, jettin like a runaway slave<br /><br />[RZA]<br />Yo<br />Ya gettin stripped from ya garments, boy, run ya jewels<br />While the meth got me open like falopian tubes<br />I bring death to a snake when he least expect<br />Ain't a damn thing changed, boy, Protect Ya Neck<br />Ruler Zig-Zag-Zig Allah, jam is fatal<br />Quick to stick my Wu-Tang sword right through ya navel<br />Suspenseful, plus bein bought through my utensil<br />The pencil, I break strong winds up against your<br />Abbott, that run up through your county like the Maverick<br />Caps through the tablets, I gots to make the fabrics<br /><br />[Kung Fu sample]<br />*sounds of fighting*<br />{Wu-Tang style}<br /><br />[Ol' Dirty Bastard]<br />Are you, uh, ah, uh<br />Are you a warrior? Killer? Slicin shit like a samurah<br />The Ol' Dirty Bastard VUNDABAH<br />Ol' Dirty clan of terrorists<br />Comin atcha ass like a sorceress, shootin' that PISS!<br />Niggaz be gettin on my fuckin nerves<br />Rhymes they be kickin make me wanna kick they fuckin ass to the curb<br />I got funky fresh, like the old specialist<br />A carrier, messenger, bury ya<br />This experience is for the whole experience<br />Let it be applied, and THEN DROP THAT SCIENCE<br /><br />[Kung Fu sample]<br />*sounds of fighting*<br />{Wu-Tang style}<br /><br />[The Genius/GZA]<br />My my my<br />My Clan is thick like plaster<br />Bust ya, slash ya<br />Slit a nigga back like a Dutch Masta Killa<br />Style jumped off and Killa, Hill-er<br />I was the thriller in the Ali-Frazier Manilla<br />I came down with phat tracks that combine and interlock<br />Like getting smashed by a cinder block<br />Blaow! Now it's all over<br />Niggaz seein pink hearts, yellow moons<br />Orange stars and green clovers
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