Shaolin What(Skit)

歌詞

[Method Man] I'm the bastard, the total package like Lex Luger Pull a sting like a yellow jacket, makin manuever through the slum nigga Iron Lung, ladies and gentlemen Welcome to my torture chamber, pit and the pendulum Foul play, T 2000 be "Judgement Day" Face millenium - hell to pay My knuckles soft from these Star Wars of Han Solo; southpaw Ring your bell like it's Quasimodo - what is the law? Stay hardcore my Clan logo, move to quik to catch a photo Jettin on land like Jet Moto Now we roll up on the conduit These niggaz actin like they been through it; as if they heart beat the truest I Can't Lose like Parker Lewis , set in my ways Got you corny niggaz askin who is .. Johnny Blaze? Get a late pass stankin-ass (ha) sucker ass Now you sufferin like succotash (wha-what-what) while Johnny Cash makin moves on your moneybag, I'm strip clubbin Stickin hundreds in yo' honey ass; my brothers buggin in the background, holdin me down, watchin these clowns as they eyeball I pay it no mind - gettin high y'all Look at the scaffold, the night tall Rap infected get the Lysol, to disinfect it You don't know me or my effin Method That's the shit that made me ticked When I throw the pitch, how many catch it? Stapleton, the Wild West Park Hill Port Richmond, Now Borne Jungle Nils One mo' gaen - hit me with that SHIT they be smokin Got Cali niggaz loc'n, New York niggaz open John Jay phenomenon, the mega-bomb Transformed into firearm (pow) like Megatron You get stepped on and shit upon, I'm still calm knowin brothers wanna do me harm - Shaolin what? (Shaolin what, huh?) {*breaking glass*} Y'all niggaz make room for daddy, for real (Holla if you hear me) We got love for those that got love for us (Show your lust; your best bet is to roll with us) Now go to your room (hang it up)