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Intro: method man/johnny

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 allegiance to the hip-hop
(maximilli-on, maximilli-on)
(uh, yeah, ahh, uh) blaze
I pledge to the hip-hop
(johnny blaze)

Verse one: man/johnny blaze

I breaks it down to the gristle
Ill scud missle heat seeking
blazing, nightmares like wes craven
Niggaz gunnin, my eye seen it coming
it happen
You know them fucking staten
Kids they
Everything huh, in any form or fashion
Now everybody bout they blastin, hmmm
Is you bustin steel or is you hmmm
Talkin out asshole
You shoulda learnt about the and peasy afro
stallion, chinky eye and snot nosed
From my to the bunion on my big toe
I keeps it movin, know just what the fuck I'm
Rap insomniac, fiend to a nigga snoozing
the cardiac arrest me, excorcist hip-hop posess me
Crunch a nigga like a nestle, you know my
Burning to the third degree, sneaky ass alley cat top
The head toucher, party bum rusher
You don't like it up in ya fuck ya

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

Verse two: the

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

Verse three: method man/johnny

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

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