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[Intro: Man]
16th Chamber, temple five

Man]
Somebody said it's on, if it is then be set
To blow a nigga up, my Five Fingers of Death
I bring it to his damn fam, understand
If he frontin, on any man down with the
I be comin, for headpiece you can't cope
For my brother, I even kill a Pope, to mother
Serial, killa, style the Isle of Stat
My are you with me where you at?
Shit's gettin deep in here, I like thick
Niggaz lookin all in my face they want dick
about to hit the fan, hit the flo'
That's all I can stands, and I can't no mo'
is it? Niggaz think they bigga
Because they got the on the trigga of a biscuit
They don't know I'm wicked, when I to kick it
the raw sound, wash it down with a Mystic
Better yet a Snapple, want the juice
But he want the hassle
Thought they to overthrow the castle
Better yet the temple, I'm comin to your
Black down, the rental, car, the
YAH! If you want a burn from glock
Then beware, I buck shots, meaning what, the buck
Here, no more will be made
Unless it's being made by who... the

Raekwon (Method Man)]
Chamber four (1-6-Ooh) Chamber
number nine, temple number nine

[Ol' Bastard]
I'm the original
Making young scream is my specialty
when I go ooh-wah, ooh-wah, ooh-wah, wanna get hype
From the funky music that was stereotyped
I kill, that ol' mad rugged flow
Not sayin Ason, is like a duck of
Or a disco duck, I'm hip hop
Yo, Ason, what's up? I stop...
Wu-Tanging, flipping the and
You could test my skills, but niggaz be trippin
Coked up from sniffin, you're the one riffin
I'm not Opie, save that old shit for Griffith
You to flip, now ya slip, cuz you're slippin
While you I be the God on point, like Scottie Pippen
As I, jump on stage, flip a rip a show
Strip or rip a hoe, ready Bo
while I'm still taxin, I'm maxin
Relaxin, sittin and, laying tracks and
Again and again when I this jam
I wanna see 'em up in the air, throw up your
Introducin, the band
A child wild, now with the style, couldn't stand
Niggaz jump, then stepped, to the center
Of the inventor, MC tormentor
You get and slapped, across the MC map
I laugh at ya ass, on a shack
Come on through I black and blue whole crew
I get rudie with the Hong Kong Phooey
The Ol' Bastard, MC killer
Money maker, Brooklyn, style
I lay down like tile