Supa Ninjaz
Исполнитель: Method Man
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<br>[repeating in background:]</i> "rock, the body body -- rock the body body"<br><br><br><br>[U-God]</i><br><br>Dino the dart specialist<br><br>Knahmean?<br><br>Golden Arms, yo<br><br>Meth-Tical, John John do your thing thing<br><br>What? Check it<br><br><br><br>The all eye seein, heavenly divine<br><br>The truth brings out, the temper in my spine<br><br>A Hill sound again, feelin symptoms that bit me<br><br>I feel for you victims, with everything up in me (uh-huh)<br><br>A head ringa, stuffed in sidewalls of frenzy<br><br>Back the fuck up, cause I`m stimmi off the Remi<br><br>A semi bloodshot eye, donkey dick of nuts<br><br>Every cut, I split and try and felt the guts (what?)<br><br>Nigga what, earthquakin speech, woofer hissin<br><br>The razor faced victims, WHEW, that`s what kissed em<br><br>Appropriate precaution, surroundin, certain it curtains<br><br>I`m dumbfounded, I`m poundin, the pavement<br><br>for mental enslavement, I`m cravin, a misbehavin savior<br><br>America the grave for gun wavers (what?)<br><br>The wave runners, what the blood seed again<br><br>Make you wonder, about the thunder underneath the skin (hmm)<br><br>The sapphire rhymes slap fire out your minds<br><br>with right timin, bite with vampire rhymes<br><br><br><br>[Method Man]</i><br><br>Hmm, eye spy, with my crooked eye<br><br>Four metal street soldiers, born to die<br><br>Put em up yeah fuck yeah, when it`s Hammertime<br><br>niggaz can`t be touched here, the true and livin<br><br>Night vision unseen, like Jean<br><br>when I hack men The Unforgiven, left in prison<br><br>in the Wu-Tang dirty dungeon, now you succumbin<br><br>to my twelve part dirty dozens, flabbergasted<br><br>by tracks that be Tru Mastered, opposites attract<br><br>beef plus they ass backwards, stick yourself<br><br>til I`m felt, this ass whoopin, is bein dealt<br><br>Like hot peas and butter nigga, I got the belt<br><br>What the deal huh? Swing low, sweet chariot<br><br>I walk the Underground Railroad, with Harriett<br><br>Just a slave to the rhythm - victims I`m like alien<br><br>About to put that shit up in em, I Can`t Live<br><br>Without My Radio, a 100 Miles and Runnin<br><br>T2 Judgment comin, nobody`s safe<br><br>when I reminisce about Case, still hit the staircase<br><br>when the coppers give chase, I give em finger<br><br>The only hip-hop singer, to tell America<br><br>to kiss his Killer Bee stinger, nothin can save ya<br><br>from this major misbehavior, heavy hands<br><br>layin corners in the elevator, guard your grill<br><br><br><br>[Cappadonna]</i><br><br>I speculate, get my darts straight, don`t exaggerate<br><br>Dictate, do it with the Papermate, set the plate<br><br>set the bait, checkmate, fuckin with cha mental state<br><br>Double take, meditate, earthquake, VGL contemplate<br><br>Big boys integrate; catch you at the sess skate<br><br>Army tank, high rank, got the bank<br><br>Got the shank talk the talk walk the walk from New York<br><br>to Up North to downstate to L.A., to all day<br><br>To cliches to instant replays, to all the DJ`s<br><br>To PJ`s, in the PJ`s, equality days<br><br>With money like legs I plant eggs, Pele roundhead<br><br>The dog bred, snakes runnin from red, catch dead<br><br>Big born is on take the uniform, we perform<br><br>shit like gangs are now born check for new dawn<br><br>Fuck a U Conn, you been warned, we the realest<br><br>We never were conned, duffed out and knowledge born<br><br><br><br>("Rock, the body body - rock the body body") - [repeat til fade]</i>