{Ladies and gentlemen, we'd like to welcome to you   All the way from the slums of Shaolin   Special uninvited guests came in through the back door   Ladies and gentlemen, it's them}      Dance with the mantis, note the slim chances   Chant this, anthem swing like Pete Sampras   Takin' it straight to Big Man on Campus   Brandish your weapon or get dropped to the canvas      Scandalous, made the metro panic   Cause static, with or without the automatic   And while I'm at it, yo, you got cash, pass it   It's drastic, gotta send half to Dirty Bastard      Ayo, ayo, waves is spinnin', blades is spinnin'   Slay 'em in the eighth inning   Stay truck, God stay playin' linen   Kill rap, observe the uptowns, ho, feel that   Mink jeans on, seen where the real at      2000 zitos, movin' wit a ill ego   For real, for real, ill lines, ill people   Yo, bring it back, 9 more civilians   Pollyin' deals, monopoly and bills   Y'all niggas lyin'      Caught 300, lab look royal wit a mean stomach   Go broke, all seen, done it   Words from the heavy set   If I don't eat, then we already met   Fly ass bro, liver than coke      Now what Clan you know wit lines this ill?   Bust shots at Big Ben like we got time to kill   Niggas can't gel or I'm just too high to tell   Put on my gasoline boots and walk through hell      Wit 9 generals, 9 ninjas in your video   9 milli blow, semi auto wit no serial   Man metaphysical, I speak for criminals   Who don't pay their bills on time and fuck wit digital      Never seen, smoke a bag of evergreen   My sword got a Jones, more heads for the severing   Johnny in the dungeon, takin' all bets, throw ya ones in   Scared money don't make money, throw ya guns in      That's word to Jah Mo, San Juan, Puerto Rico   Blowin' hydro on a beach wit Tamiko   My gun bullet hollow for you to swallow   Blowin' the nozzle, hear it whistle      One in the head, this is code red, man for dead   X amount of lead spray from the barrel   Heat clear the street like Connor O'Carroll   Fully equipped, rifles, banana clip shit   To make my niggas from East New York flip      Yo, you may catch me in a pair of Polo Skipperys, matching cap   Razor blades in my gums   (Bobby!)   You may catch me in yellow Havana Joe's goose jumper   And my phaser off stun   (Bobby!)      Y'all might just catch me in the park playin' chess, studyin' math   Signin' 7 and a sun   (Bobby!)   But you won't catch me without the ratchet, in the joint   Smoked out, dead broke or off point   (Bobby!)      Wallo's comfortable, chocolate frosting   Your socks hangin' out, yours is talkin'   Rock so steadily, son, I'm still crazy   Sport my old Force MD furs in the 80's   Nat Turners wit burners, Jackie Joyner-Kersee      Taught y'all niggas how to rap, reimburse me   Rothsdale's, ruby red sales, Bloomingdale's, blocks   Ox tails chopped up in Caribbean spots   I'm nice, maxed out, creepin' wit the ax out   Murder these bikini bitches, switchin' with they backs out      Niggas wanna pop shit, I pop clips   Bitch, I'll put my dick on ya lips   Alabama split, hammer slay quick   That David Banner gamma ray shit      Shells in the mouth, jailhouse snitch   My powder voice, Snow White stiff   Verbal killas, gorilla grip   God body shit, puff Marley spliffs      You might see me in a 6, that's not my style   You might see me wit a bitch, that's not my child   I be in the Benzo, keep a low profile   Dead serious, take flicks and don't smile   Tryna get money, y'all cats is wild      I pose for the clothes, make a song like wild   I'm a chip off the board game, got sword game   Live life to the fullest, still want more fame   Darts on layaway, beats on standby   Outfits pressed up, ready for airtime      Run on the track like Jesse Owens   Broke the record flowin', without any knowin'   That my wordplay won the 400 meter relay   It's on once I grab the baton from the DJ      A athlete wit his iron cleat in the ground   Wildest nigga who sprint off the gun sound   The best time yet still 7.0   Swift flow made the cameramen clothes blow