RZA:
Spectacular cardiovascular attacker!
Shaq's on the track with the blackular,
Puzzler! Rugged slugger, 40 oz guzzler,
Gold nugget fangs punch holes inside your jugular
Veins... do it quick, before your brain get drained...
With the horror you now have become stained...
Ice cold, like the winter, Eskimo! Enter,
The skill like a splinter! A decimal,
Let's have a festival, Wu-Tang Killer Bees, we...
(Suuuuuuu!) Ah, intellectual,
Styles break your mind!
Shine, nigga, shine!
All: We don't need no hooks!
Shaq:
The Shaq Attaq has risen,
Au concrete PM this is twizm,
Always & forever, forever always attack,
I bring flava to ya ear like Craig Mack!
Life's a B and then ya D, refer to Nasty Nas Illmatic,
CD, #3 Static!
You don't want none, ya best to keep lookin',
AEIOU's a ass-whoopin'! You're tooken
Into Clear & Present Danger, I'm a perfect stranger,
Quick to rearrange a... outlook, so look out,
So here me comes! Quick to beat you down,
Like the RZA on the drums!
Change my name like Prince, punks be tremblin'.
My name ain't Shaq no more, call me Superman
Emblem! Marks, get set, go left,
The Shaq, the RZA, get ready for the Meth!
All: We don't need no hooks!
Method Man:
Dangersome, comin' mad phat, Terrordome,
Like whadva ak, we can get it on. Break 'em down.
I'm a set it, yeah, ooh dat dirty rat, bring 'em here
To the mindbender, the deathsender to your ear: Method.
Whatup, hookers? Hoodrats are no goodaz,
It be Tical breakin' rims with the Seven footer:
Shaq. Bring it to the front, now bring it back
To the head, black, 'cuz when my Soul Train hit the track,
Target: the Billboard Charts, don't make me start it,
The whole industry is gassed up and now they farted.
My object is destruction, for percussion, rhymes are bustin',
Got your wholes block duckin'
Down! The end is here, apocalypse now!
Gettin' feeling funky like a monkey
i'm the one when it's sunny
be my sugar bunny honey
and we'll ride
it's absolutely hot outside
you need a drink?
how about that glass of pink lemonade
it's just the shade of your lipstick
it's so hick
i love it
i like my room a mess
i confess it's the stress
of you sitting over there
sitting in my rocking chair
back and forth and back and forth and back
come on now cut some slack
i'm going stark raving mad
and you're so very bad
to do what you do
your old tricks are new to me
'cause i'm easy
i'm an airhead when it's breezy
i don't like it if its cheezy
but your scent makes me dizzy
it's time to get busy
'cause we have all day
come outside and we'll play
you and me and you and me and you and me... got to be
you and me and you and me and you and me... it's got to be.
such a tease, what a flirt
tee shirt and short skirt
and those cute little toes
yummy yummy some of those
little piggies gone to market
am i sick?
right on target
hey now
tell me how you got here
in your gear
looking like a princess
why you want to impress
a toad like me
kiss me i'll be charming
disarming
I'm funny but alarming
i'm starving
we'll spend a sexy afternoon
feed each other with a spoon
wash it down with some wine
that will make us feel fine
not too much
just a touch
just to get the right rush
you can giggle while i sing
it's so crazy to be spring
dance around bubbles on
we can make out thru the sun
and the sound of the band
groovy cool i understand
bop around in a trance
skinny herd of elephants
stare you down to the skin
i can tell where you've been
you and me should take a walk
you and i should have a talk
about the birds and the bees
and the wiggles in my knees
honey honey sugar sweet
'cello groove and chunky beat
we could sweat
sop