As the phantom blade becomes your reality Yeaaaaah!! Light's out! *prison door slams* So how long you been here, old man? 20 years Damn, that's a longass
Mercifully, mercifully, mercifully massacre naughty by nature Trough it ever time comin' at a dance My man treacherous MC go on let the saxophone man
of disco...) I'm a young single man at the age 25 Ex-communist, I search American life. I have no cash, I have no job But I don't give a damn as long
damn Some gay men go wearing women's makeup Just to prove to themselves they can And on the masculine side of this whole wide world There's no 101% man Man
nine G's A real fine queen, eyes was light green And had a tattoo written in Chinese Only 25, spent her money wise Work out everyday, I could tell by her tummy size Damn
too We got Needlz on the beat, man Them drums is too cold cut-able man, yeah Bakka-bakka, shots flowin? here Swizz, get 'em, whattup? Lox album, Eve album ?One Man Band Man
Copy the style without own effort If they are the herd, then I must be the herd man Inventing fresh jams firsthand You said it was nothing, not worth a damn
This is not an image, this is God given This is hard livin', mixed with crystall sippin' It's the most consistent, Hov Give you the most hits you can fit inside a whole disc
can't pay attention 'Cause I'm on that dust And ya don't quit 'cause I'm on that dust Soul Assassins are on that dust (Ha, ha) My man J. Disco is on
me rub your leg Don't make me cry, look into my eye Girl, you damn pretty, stop actin' so [unverified] Put some oil on your titt Hey, man, I'm up outta
Hey sugar, how you doing, huh Your pretty face don't match that nasty attitude What you mean where my girl Probably with your man Can we fuck? She won
my paperwork, don't worry It's cool Illegal search (Do you wanna see it?) (I'm gonna do it) What the hell are you lookin' for? Can't a young man make
'm checkin' out the rapper and the rhyme that he said I'm frontin', and I don't care if you know The backseat of my car is like a disco show You would
' into your toes Ya start poppin' ya fingers and stompin' your feet And movin' your body while you're sittin' in your seat And the damn ya start doin' the freak I said damn
clearances 'cause real lyricists dont even respect you or take you serious Its not that we dont like you, we hate you - period Talk about a mid-life crisis damn
[Intro: Method Man] 16th Chamber, temple number five [Method Man] Somebody said it's on, if it is then I'll be set To blow a nigga up, with my Five Fingers
disclaim, yeah, yeah Making discos of your castles We are tearing up your plans We won't be xeroxed for the future Filed by bureaucratic man, hot damn
man, money man, better than the other man He got the plan with the million dollar give a damn When nobody understands hell become a smaller man The