When I first stepped on the scene, niggaz was petrified   Jet back to the lab like they were being chased by homicide   My rap flow does you like Tical, and it will never steer you wrong   And all you bitch ass niggaz in the industry   Your careers won't be lasting long      When I first stepped on the scene, niggaz was petrified   Jet back to the lab like they were being chased by homicide   My rap flow does you like Tical, and it will never steer you wrong   And all you bitch ass niggaz in the industry   Your careers won't be lasting long      Check it, I'm the fuckin man, who they mention   Notice, that other niggaz rap styles is bogus   Doo-doo, prepare for this verse Tical voodoo   Blazin, the stuff that ignites stimulation   Inside ya, 'cause I be that house over water   Forgot in the realm that be deep as the Poseidon   Adventure, niggaz need to touch they freakin picture   For the sickness, that be spreadin with the quickness   Remedies, cousin I be doin on my enemies   Penalty, then I drink forties to they memories   Emotion, rushin through your down street vicinity   Blunt smoke, in the air reveals my identity      (Tical tical ti-cal, ti-cal )   As I keep it movin, we keep it movin uh   Keep it movin, and keep it movin uh   Keep it movin baby we be movin uh   Keep it movin, we keep it huh RHARHHH   What's that rhythm what's that sound   Party people getting down   When it hit the baddest man   Just release, yo delf      My God, somebody said it's on, if it isn't I'll be set   To blow a nigga up, with my Five Fingers of Death   I bring it to his whole damn fam, understand   If he frontin, on any man down with the Clan   I be comin, for the headpiece you can't cope   For my brother, I bring it to the Pope, word to mother   Serial, killa, style from Big Isle   No Stat, my peoples are you with me where you at?   Shit's gettin deep in here, I mean thick   Niggaz lookin all in my face like they want dick   It's about to hit the fan, hit the flo'   That's all I can stands, and I can't stands no mo'   What is it? Niggaz think they bigga   Cause they got the finga on the trigga of a pistol   They don't know I'm wicked, when I start to kick it   With the raw sound, wash it down with a Mystic   Then I add a Snapple, nigga want the juice   But he don't want the hassle   Then we try to overthrow the castle   Better yet the tent when I'm comin to your town   Black man, the rental, God, the pistol   YAH! If you don't want a burn from glock   Then beware, I buck shots, we move up, the buck stops   Here, no more dough will be made   Unless it's being made by hoes      What's that rhythm what's that sound   Party people getting down   When it hit the baddest man   Just breathe in, till then   And keep it movin, baby keep it movin   I plan to keep it movin, you know we keep it movin uh   And keep it movin, baby we be movin uh   And keep it movin, you know we keep it movin uh   And keep it movin, you know we keep it movin   Baby we be movin, you know we keep it moo RARHRAH      When I first stepped on the scene, niggaz was petrified   Jet back to the lab like they were being chased by homicide   My rap flow does you like Tical, and it will never steer you wrong   And all you bitch ass niggaz in the industry   Your careers won't be lasting long      Throw your hands in the sky   And wave em from side to side   And if you're ready to spark up the Meth-Tical   Let me hear you say stimuli      When I first stepped on the scene, niggaz was petrified   Jet back to the lab like they were being chased by homicide   My rap flow does you like Tical, and it will never steer you wrong   And all you bitch ass niggaz in the industry   Your careers won't be lasting long