What the Blood Clot!?!

[Intro: RZA, (Method Man), {Y-Kim}]<br>Shit is bangin! You see what I`m sayin? Our shit is bangin!<br>(Our shit is stainin, son) Yo, Shaolin runnin this shit, son!<br>Runnin this shit! (Stainin) What`s up, Y-Kim? `Sup, nigga?<br>{What`s up, man? What`s up?} What`s up? Representin Brownsville<br>Know I`m sayin? Base, peace to all my Brownsville niggaz!<br>{The alcoholics son} What`s goin on, son?<br>Peace to all my Putnam Avenue motherfuckers! Bedford-stuy!<br>(Yeah, peace to the valley goat..)<br>Peace to my Wild Wild West Brighton niggaz!<br>(Big up The Bridge!)<br><br>[Method Man]<br>All I hear is gun shots<br>Can I touch somethin? What the Blood Clot!?!<br>Nigga want Tical, make it happen<br>You know my fuckin style, fuck the rappin!<br>We can take it back to eighty-five<br>if you wanna start actin like you live<br>It`s all good, I`m rollin` with my click<br>Owls, Backwoods and Phillies<br>Smokin cess blunts, mixed with illy<br>Got me flusted, now the whole world looks dusted<br>I`m in the area with the skill that never rusted (What?)<br>For real, nigga, touch it and you burn<br>When will motherfuckers learn?<br>What be spreadin like a germ? Haha, it`s Meth, word<br>I be that early bird that got the worm and if you check it<br>I`m on point, like a fax machine you get the message<br>It`s be no question it`s them, bust the second guessin`s<br>Keep your thoughts on your lessons<br>What the Blood Clot!?!<br>To tell the truth, you don`t amaze me<br>Killa Hill Project, a Star Trek phaser couldn`t phase me<br>What? Check the Raider Ruckus, fuck this<br>Smoke a Dutchmaster, have `em screamin for the dutchess<br>Yeah, I gotta have it, so I strive to stack my papes<br>If I don`t do it for mydelf, I`ma do it for Case<br>cuz that`s my peoples, we givin you injections that be Lethal<br>Weapons, when niggaz start the half steppin<br>Then I get evil<br>but don`t let that negative vibe right there mislead you<br>I`m humble, a fuckin Killa Bee, far from bumble<br>I sting you *BZZZT* and I bring you<br>Thirty-six Chambers of head banger, bitch<br>Why I deal with? I think the mic`s on the fritz<br>Faggot soundmen, they be sabotagin shit!<br>Look up in the sky, it`s a bird, it`s a plane...<br>Meth-Tical, let the whole world know my fuckin name<br>What the Blood Clot!?!<br><br>[Outro: Method Man, (RZA)]<br>Yeah, yeah, you know what I`m sayin? (Yeah, what? What!?!)<br>First of all I`d like to give a big peace and shout out<br>to my brothers in the belly of the beast<br>Raider Ruckus, y`all got my back and one love<br>(Y`all niggaz better start stackin)<br>June Lover, Shitty Brown (Y`all niggaz better get real)<br>Pussin, Pil, P.L.O., Stack DAT, Dusty, Storm<br>(All my real ass niggaz get down, to all my niggaz locked down)<br>SUUU! We still in here, nigga<br>(Y`all gotta party, locked down in the street, nigga)<br>Jamel, one love, nigga, Nice, Uncle Eric AKA Shane<br>(You get your ass beat in the streets)<br>I ain`t forget you, nigga, Shakim, nuttin<br>Big Sha, K. Fisk, Big Free from Cipher Heat<br>For all the fugitives on the run<br>Everybody from Riker`s Island to San Quintan<br>And a big major shout out to my old dad who just got home<br>on work release, keep your heads up niggaz<br><br>Oh my God (You what I`m sayin? Peace to the Gods)<br>Here we go, here we go, here we go<br>(You see that, nigga, fuckin Dirty Bastard?<br>That nigga is fuckin crazy!)