[Intro]

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The two-headed dragon

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The two headed dragon



Yo, and it goes on ya'll (Uh huh)



"(You don't know me and you don't know my style [Method Man])"



[Verse 1]

The two-headed dragon breathes fire, blows flames

Veins pumping octane blazing pain, same brain

Same ankle that enabled Kain to slew that's a sharp blade

Whether you're willing or able I see your stockade

I'm from an age where I just played caption

It's passin' the fact that what you're really tongue lashin'

Yo and we strikin' they backs like they card cold the dashin'

Can't escape slavery boy, I'm still the master of natural disaster

This rap tongue-twister, emergin' from waterworld the mighty worldwind

Microphone cyclone blowin' in your ears like your girlfriend

Until the world ends all these minds puttin' work in

Employ these toys on a job and we'll see, but what the hell was they thinkin'?

Must've been drunk, what the hell was they drinkin'?

Why are these rules?, broke as hell in a Lincoln

Head-on collisions in these rap competitions

My crew cats' record turn their frames into scrap metal (off to the junkyard)

'Cause ain't nobody's on my rap level, you can ask the devil

It ain't no way in hell these contenders can hender

Remember; guard your fender from a friender mista

So now I'm Silla, sinister swindler, I brought you stigmas

When your hides bust in line a temper, this is a warning to you men

We're joining these tournaments of journalists and live by the pen

Now die by the sword, tears through your guard got you through the mic cord

It's fine but explored, but just fine wine is poured

Now toast to this, as we pour a little out who be approachin' this

Be approachin' this, be approachin' this, be approachin' this

Be approachin' this, be approachin' this, be approachin' this



[Verse 2]

Battle vocalist the One Man Army in a war against bliss

Lack of knowledge means I'm weaponless, don't just step to this

I sent Pharoah messages like Moses takin' my people on an exodus

We on the run, I split the m-i-c open, kids try to follow

But get swallowed in the ocean, preacher of the truth

Non-believers makin' mockery, it ain't no stoppin' me, I fulfill all prophecy

Similar to David with the rock I sling shots at your bestest warrior

Plus I'm ill with the poetry, you know it's me but you still couldn't catch us

Manuever on the mic or lose heads like John the Baptist

When I rap this whack MC's feel the rapture

Others fugitive style your brains couldn't capture

Ever since the beggining of time, let there be light

That's the first day, I wrote my first rhyme, I'm still writin'

I seen you lookin' at 'em, but don't even think about bitin'

Forbidden poetry is a life, dig these

Your ass couldn't hide from me with fig leaves



Ah, uh, (control my...), ah, yo, yo



"(You don't know me and you don't know my style [Method Man])"



[Verse 3]

We move fast like Quickdraw McGraw, when it's time 

We get raw, our crew come together like jigsaw puzzles

We movin' on the double, a t-r-o-u-b-l-e, we spell trouble 

For you cats and dogs without muzzles barkin' in my face 

That'll carry no weight like space shuttles, we rock the mic like rubble 

Binary Star came to rain, drip, drop, rain puddles

Subtle, anonymous, rap hippopatomus, no comogenous 

Deeper than a pit that's bottomless

The knowledge is, to see us, you must be an astrologist 

Stars, quasars, cyrus, synonomous



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(Leavin' no limits, we don't forgive or forget)



Yo



(These styles is unknown to...)

(These styles is unknown to...)

We bum rush, there's no envision

What you know about this?

What you know about this?



"(You don't know me and you don't know my style [Method Man])"

(These styles is unknown to...)

"(You don't know me and you don't know my style [Method Man])"