light that shit up) Ah one two yo, check me out Chorus: What's that shit that they be smokin? Tical... tical, tical Pass it over here... tical... tical, tical What's that shit
shit is bangin! (Our shit is stainin, son) Yo, Shaolin runnin this shit, son! Runnin this shit! (Stainin) What's up, Y-Kim? 'Sup, nigga? {What's up, man
it? Man, these boys got opportunity man, let them do they thing and why you talkin' like that? ain't you from Bankhead??? Anyway, I herd that that Idlewild shit
?" (Raekwon the Chef w/ Ghostface Killer, Cappachino, Method Man - "Ice Cream") [12"VLS] "That's My Steez" (Fat Joe - Dat Gangsta Shit") [12"VLS] Ora
[Method Man] Apocalypse Now Mind over matter next batter be Tical Put it on a platter how much uncut raw shit we dealin wit, murder track what Slang killin
niggaz Method Man, Redman, IAM Let's get it dirty Yeah, we back live again It's the world wide niggaz Ladies and germs, it's pandemonium, brick Napolean Doc and Meth
catch feelings The truth be the ghetto youth And Def Jam y'all know the Meth Man take care of his fam That's what y'all better do Examine our skin we
It's all about the lyrics, it's not about the ego Quick to make a jam and slam sound like the pro that I am It's profound, like the kids from the underground
s all about the lyrics, it's not about the ego Quick to make a jam and slam sound like the pro that I am It's profound, like the kids from the underground
: [Method Man] Apocalypse Now Mind over matter next batter be Tical Put it on a platter how much uncut raw shit we dealin wit, murder track what Slang
't gon' see me? I'm the Osirus of this shit Wu-Tang is here forever - motherfuckers It's like this ninety-seven Aight my niggaz and my niggarettes Let's
LB 304s, to dis foes who try to test me Smoked out lil Eddie Kain when i'm switichin fo' lanes Bring pain like Method Man, Don Peaches wit the chain