What The Blood Clot — текст песни (Method Man)

All I hear is gun shots. Can I touch something?
What the blood claat! Niggaz want tical make it happen.
You know my fuckin` style fuck the rappin`
We can take it back to eighty five if you wanna START actin` like you live
It`s all good. I`m rollin` with my clique
Owls Packwoods & Phillies smokin` sess blunts mixed with illy
Got me bustin` now the whole world looks dusted
I`m in the area with the skill that never rusted.
For real, nigga, touch it & you burn, when will motherfuckers learn
What be spreadin` like a germ? Ha ha, it`s Meth, word.
I be that early bird that got the worm & if you check it
I`m on point, like a fax machine you get the message.
It be no question & them bust the second guessin`s,
Keep your thoughts on your lessons. What the blood claat!
To tell the truth, you don`t amaze me. Killa Hill project,
A Star Trek phaser couldn`t phase me. What,
Check the Raderuckus FUCK this,
Smoke a Dutchmaster, have `em screamin` for the duchess
Yeah, I gotta have it, so I strive to stick my piece
If I don`t do it for mydelf, I`m a do it for Kase,
`Cause that`s my peoples, I`m giving you injections that be Lethal
Weapon, when niggaz start the half steppin`,
Then I get evil. But don`t let that negative vibe right there
Mislead you, I`m humble, a fucking Killer Bee,
Far from bumble. I sting you BZT and I bring you
Thirty-six chambers of head banger, bitch,
Why I deal with? I think the mic is on the fritz.
Faggot soundmen! They be sabotagin` shit!
Look up in the sky, it`s a bird, it`s a plane...
Methical, let the whole world know my fuckin` name.
What the blood claat.