[repeating in background:] "rock, the body body - rock the body body"



[U-God:] 

Dino the dart specialist 

Knahmean? 

Golden Arms, yo 

Meth-Tical, John John do your thing thing 

What? Check it 



The all eye seein, heavenly divine 

The truth brings out, the temper in my spine 

A Hill sound again, feelin symptoms that bit me 

I feel for you victims, with everything up in me (uh-huh) 

A head ringa, stuffed in sidewalls of frenzy 

Back the fuck up, cause I'm stimmi off the Remi 

A semi bloodshot eye, donkey dick of nuts 

Every cut, I split and try and felt the guts (what?) 

Nigga what, earthquakin speech, woofer hissin 

The razor faced victims, WHEW, that's what kissed em 

Appropriate precaution, surroundin, certain it curtains 

I'm dumbfounded, I'm poundin, the pavement 

for mental enslavement, I'm cravin, a misbehavin savior 

America the grave for gun wavers (what?) 

The wave runners, what the blood seed again 

Make you wonder, about the thunder underneath the skin (hmm) 

The sapphire rhymes slap fire out your minds 

with right timin, bite with vampire rhymes 



[Method Man:] 

Hmm, eye spy, with my crooked eye 

Full metal street soldiers, born to die 

Put em up yeah fuck yeah, when it's Hammertime 

niggaz can't be touched here, the true and livin 

Night vision unseen, like Jean 

when I hack men The Unforgiven, left in prison 

in the Wu-Tang dirty dungeon, now you succumbin 

to my twelve part dirty dozens, flabbergasted 

by tracks that be Tru Mastered, opposites attract 

beef plus they ass backwards, stick yourself 

til I'm felt, this ass whoopin, is bein dealt 

Like hot beans-and-butter nigga, I got the belt 

What the deal huh? Swing low, sweet chariot 

I walk the Underground Railroad, with Harriett 

Just a slave to the rhythm - victims I'm like alien 

About to put that shit up in em, I Can't Live 

Without My Radio, a 100 Miles and Runnin 

T2 Judgment comin, nobody's safe 

when I reminisce about Case, still hit the staircase 

when the coppers give chase, I give em finger 

The only hip-hop singer, to tell America 

to kiss his Killer Bee stinger, nothin can save ya 

from this major misbehavior, heavy hands 

layin corners in the elevator, guard your grill 



[Cappadonna:] 

I speculate, get my darts straight, don't exaggerate 

Dictate, do it with the Papermate, set the plate 

set the bait, checkmate, fuckin with cha mental state 

Double take, meditate, earthquake, VGL contemplate 

Big boys integrate; catch you at the sess skate 

Army tank, high rank, got the bank 

Got the shank talk the talk walk the walk from New York 

to Up North to downstate to L.A., to all day 

To cliches to instant replays, to all the DJ's 

To BJ's in the PJ's, equality days 

With money like legs I plant eggs, Pele roundhead 

The dog bred, snakes runnin from red, catch dead 

Raekwon is on, take your uniform, we perform 

shit like gangs in Now Born, check for new Don 

Fuck a Yukon, you been warned, we the realest 

We never were conned, duffed out and knowledge born 



[repeat til fade:] ("Rock, the body body - rock the body body")