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Intro: method blaze

technique] fuck that
[special technique of God damn
(the gza, God damn!)
(the gza, God damn!) pledge to the hip-hop!
(method, God damn!) I pledge allegiance to the
(maximilli-on, maximilli-on)
(uh, yeah, ahh, uh) johnny
I allegiance to the hip-hop
(johnny blaze)

Verse one: man/johnny blaze

I it down to the bone gristle
Ill speaking scud missle heat
Johnny blazing, like wes craven
Niggaz gunnin, my third eye seen it
Before it
You know about them staten
Kids smashin
Everything huh, in any form or fashion
Now everybody bout they blastin, hmmm
Is you steel or is you flashin? hmmm
Talkin out asshole
You shoulda learnt about the flow and peasy
Ticallion stallion, chinky eye and nosed
my naps to the bunion on my big toe
I it movin, know just what the fuck I'm doin
Rap insomniac, fiend to catch a nigga
Slip the cardiac arrest me, hip-hop posess me
Crunch a nigga like a nestle, you know my
Burning to the degree, sneaky ass alley cat top pedigree
The head toucher, industry party bum
You like it dick up in ya fuck ya

(allow me to demonstrate) that's right, you
(the skill of shaolin) rap
(the special technique) better go back and
(of shadowboxing) fuckin stacks
(shadowboxing) cause naps ain't nappy enough
And reefs ain't rugged enough

Verse two: the

I mc's back in the rec room era
My style broke motherfuckin backs like ken
Most rap came loud but unheard
I pulled ut, round em off to the nearest third
Check these non visual niggaz, with and a portrait
Flood the seminar, tryin to this corporate
Indsutry, but what them niggaz see
Must break like the wu, unexpectedly
Protect ya neck, my still remain imperial
Before I blast the mic, rza scratch off the
We all year round from june to june
niggaz bite immediately if not soon
Set the lynchin, and form the execution
As this two thousand slang suffocate
Amplify sample through vacumn compressions
Cause rza, to niggaz twenty g's a session

Verse method man/johnny blaze

When my start to clickin, and the strategy
Is the plot thickens, this be that wu shit
I don't give a fuck
About a tryin to size a nigga up, I hold my own
Hard-hat protect your
Look at mama boy actin like he grown
No time for sleep, I gets as a baritone
Killa bee, that be holdin down his honeycomb, son
Wu brother number one, protect your
guillotines here they come, bloody bastards
Hard and killer tactics, spittin words plus
Semi-automatic slurs, the graphic
from the genie bottle, hit the clutch
Shift the gear now, full throttle, time to
To the episode, I keeps it grungy
on my nutsac, and spittin lung-ghies
At a wack nigga dat, don't understand the
it come to rza tra-cks I don't know how to act
Real rap from the stat, killa hill
How to be exact, it down
All and now
Things are getting good looking now

(allow me to the skill of shaolin)
(sha-shadowboxing, the special of shadowboxing)
(shadowboxing)