Текст песни Method Man f Wu-Tang Clan - Tical 2000: Judgement Day
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[Method] Uhh[M. Killa] Deadly Medley part two[Method] That`s my word! It ain`t safe no more... bitch![Masta Killa]Yo, yoBrain gets punctured and drained through the nasalHour of assassination be upon youMovin with the tiger strike, bound, gagged and shotRed the head in, dapple light centeredEast remains hot with policeBut I keep a lease for my, four-fifth automaticExtended clip rewind, bust mineAnytime you reveal your snakeish ways and actionsObserve the magnetic attraction[Method Man]And it`s time for some grid...[Street Life]...iron rap, action-packed grudge matchTough act to follow, hard copy novelThrow you off the VerrazanoWe swimmin with these sharks, yo I rate bodyguardStamp my initial in your birthmarkP.L.O., bust like a calico, tally hoeBlack expo, Tecs in afros, we back yoIt`s Dolemite, crash your windpipe, with the mic deviceFatal strike, daily mic fights, shoot out the street lights[Method Man]Sight beyond sight, late night, city lightTight like a virgin, mergin with my A-AlikesSplurgin, dirty to the grain, no detergentFilthy, innocent until I`m proven guiltySubmergin, deeper in the lecture I`m servinTruth or consequences, life or death sentenceI`m hurtin, your person, I`m certain, it`s curtainsChorus: Method ManIt ain`t nuttin like hip-hop musicYou like it cause you choose itMost DJ`s won`t refuse itA lot of sucker MC`s misuse itDon`t think that Wu can`t lose itToo much to gain to abuse itThe name of the game is raptureThis one is complete, it captures bass[Inspektah Deck]Yo, I bring chaos to blocks like the riots in WattsRapid fire shots ripple through Kevlar, 9 GlocksTechnique of rhyme pop machine gun ammoSporadic flow buckled a foe, intro to outroCalico, throw verse, but slide my dough firstI make thousands in the club with no shirts, go bezerkFrom the Shao` borough, whylin out on the furlowCommando, styles thorough, solo infernoIt burns slow, thermonuclear degreesHeads are underseas down to the youngest seedsWannabes clone, they light like summer breezeHundred G`s for the Garden, them fans stampedefor the top cats, hit the mic like the iron-palm blastEquipped to perform the taskS-I-N-Y, and what, head or gutThe head rush, will cause your cerebellum to bust[Killa Sin]We be the world`s most fabulousHazardous, to fuck with these ravenousKillers get you stuck to the wall like wooden cabinetsExtravagant, je-wel drop a helicopter highUp into the sky, lines philosiphize, I got stocks to buyWatch my pockets rise, to the bottom bust confide in GodIn Sin I trust, the villianous, criminal minded killers rustI intend to build and fortify in menMastermind rhymin, navigate the globe then retire quick[Raekwon]Aiyyo fluid rap bend through it black, buluga black Ac`Tackle that, ghetto tabernackles throw it in your lapSlang A-K, national, geographicalMathematical, slide up in your work casualNike Air Dog, who wear it all, plus down to brawlAll a thousand with a bloody hair, flammableRap mayors, who clap Himalayas pinky fingersEver glacer, lacer, hand laser touches grail bomb blazersSly-workin, network bezerk, mad hurtinKiller whales, fucking up sales, crash BloomingdalesMasqevendo, John Lennon tenor break, mad descendoFuck y`all niggaz carve my ice through your Benz window*door creaking open**gunshots followed by a car alarm*