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{You've been lucky, I wish I got you last time
En Garde, I'll let you try my Wu-Tang style
I'd like to try your Wu-Tang style, let's begin then!}

From the tip top?
Aiyyo, aiyyo, what the fuck's up with light dude?
Yup, one two
No doubt, no doubt
One two, one two
Yo one two, uh, one two, one two
Yeah, we gon' be up in that
Ah one two, uh, one two, one two
Yeah light that shit up
Ah one two yo, check me out

What's that shit
That they be smokin'?
Tical, tical, tical
Pass it over here
Tical, tical, tical
What's that shit
The niggaz smokin'?
Tical, tical, tical
Pass it over here then
Tical, tical, tical

Check it, I got styles, all of 'em sick
Niggaz ain't fit to walk a mile in the dead man's kicks
I make em shit about a pile, of bricks to show
He ain't nuttin' but another, a lone John Doe

That wanna flow, here it is, comin' up shit's creek
I come to throw monkey wrenches in your program, sleep
And I'ma grow, like a rash on ya nasty ass
In a whip, with no breaks and I'm hittin' the gas

It's a bird, it's a plane, take a look in the sky
Method Man on some shit, niggaz call me 'The Fly'
'Cause my style, dates back to hoppin' turn styles
Make ya fear, if ya cutie in the chair, you can bet I'll

Get severe on the double I harass it
I don't look for trouble, I'm already trouble
Ya bastard, check the wicked flows that I crafted
Open up a deadly venom style to be mastered
By a psychopathic, way beyond an average
Joe, with a hellafied flow, there ya have it

What's that shit
That they be smokin'?
Tical, tical, tical
Pass it over here
Tical, tical, tical
What's that shit
The niggaz smokin'?
Tical, tical, tical
Pass it over here then
Tical, tical, tical

One two, uh, one two, one two
One two, uh, one two, one two
One two, uh, one two, one two
One two, uh, check it out

What goes off? What goes on? The Meth shit
That we got is to stay high, no question
Lethal weapon, ain't no time for half steppin'
When brothers start wettin' everything in ya section

Move that, niggaz came strapped, shoulda knew that
Do dat, pussy cat rap, boy, I'll screw that
To' up, from the flow up, don't even show up
To the battle, I heard you rattle now hold up

Is there a fuckin' snake in my garden?
Starvin', for a rap treat, steppin' on my feet
Pardon yo delf, before ya find yo delf
In a fucked up situation, without no help

I'm not playin', 'cause I don't play with nobody
God damn kid, know what I'm sayin', I'm peelin' niggas wigs
I be sprayin', brother with words
Cause I got a spit problem

Tical, tical, tical
Pass it over here then
Tical, tical, tical
What's that shit then
The niggaz smokin'?
Tical, tical, tical
Pass it over here
Tical, tical, tical

One two uh, one two, one two
One two uh

{Stick a fat tical in your butt, yeah baby fuckin' with tical
Yeah niggaz better recognize, tical}
{You've been lucky, I wish I got you last time   En Garde, I'll let you try my Wu-Tang style   I'd like to try your Wu-Tang style, let's begin then!}      From the tip top?   Aiyyo, aiyyo, what the fuck's up with light dude?   Yup, one two   No doubt, no doubt   One two, one two   Yo one two, uh, one two, one two   Yeah, we gon' be up in that   Ah one two, uh, one two, one two   Yeah light that shit up   Ah one two yo, check me out      What's that shit   That they be smokin'?   Tical, tical, tical   Pass it over here   Tical, tical, tical   What's that shit   The niggaz smokin'?   Tical, tical, tical   Pass it over here then   Tical, tical, tical      Check it, I got styles, all of 'em sick   Niggaz ain't fit to walk a mile in the dead man's kicks   I make em shit about a pile, of bricks to show   He ain't nuttin' but another, a lone John Doe      That wanna flow, here it is, comin' up shit's creek   I come to throw monkey wrenches in your program, sleep   And I'ma grow, like a rash on ya nasty ass   In a whip, with no breaks and I'm hittin' the gas      It's a bird, it's a plane, take a look in the sky   Method Man on some shit, niggaz call me 'The Fly'   'Cause my style, dates back to hoppin' turn styles   Make ya fear, if ya cutie in the chair, you can bet I'll      Get severe on the double I harass it   I don't look for trouble, I'm already trouble   Ya bastard, check the wicked flows that I crafted   Open up a deadly venom style to be mastered   By a psychopathic, way beyond an average   Joe, with a hellafied flow, there ya have it      What's that shit   That they be smokin'?   Tical, tical, tical   Pass it over here   Tical, tical, tical   What's that shit   The niggaz smokin'?   Tical, tical, tical   Pass it over here then   Tical, tical, tical      One two, uh, one two, one two   One two, uh, one two, one two   One two, uh, one two, one two   One two, uh, check it out      What goes off? What goes on? The Meth shit   That we got is to stay high, no question   Lethal weapon, ain't no time for half steppin'   When brothers start wettin' everything in ya section      Move that, niggaz came strapped, shoulda knew that   Do dat, pussy cat rap, boy, I'll screw that   To' up, from the flow up, don't even show up   To the battle, I heard you rattle now hold up      Is there a fuckin' snake in my garden?   Starvin', for a rap treat, steppin' on my feet   Pardon yo delf, before ya find yo delf   In a fucked up situation, without no help      I'm not playin', 'cause I don't play with nobody   God damn kid, know what I'm sayin', I'm peelin' niggas wigs   I be sprayin', brother with words   Cause I got a spit problem      Tical, tical, tical   Pass it over here then   Tical, tical, tical   What's that shit then   The niggaz smokin'?   Tical, tical, tical   Pass it over here   Tical, tical, tical      One two uh, one two, one two   One two uh      {Stick a fat tical in your butt, yeah baby fuckin' with tical   Yeah niggaz better recognize, tical}
 
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