[repeating in background:] "rock, the body body -- rock the body body"
    [U-God]
  Dino the dart specialist
  Knahmean?
  Golden Arms, yo
  Meth-Tical, John John do your thing thing
  What? Check it
    The all eye seein, heavenly divine
  The truth brings out, the temper in my spine
  A Hill sound again, feelin symptoms that bit me
  I feel for you victims, with everything up in me (uh-huh)
  A head ringa, stuffed in sidewalls of frenzy
  Back the fuck up, cause I'm stimmi off the Remi
  A semi bloodshot eye, donkey dick of nuts
  Every cut, I split and try and felt the guts (what?)
  Nigga what, earthquakin speech, woofer hissin
  The razor faced victims, WHEW, that's what kissed em
  Appropriate precaution, surroundin, certain it curtains
  I'm dumbfounded, I'm poundin, the pavement
  for mental enslavement, I'm cravin, a misbehavin savior
  America the grave for gun wavers (what?)
  The wave runners, what the blood seed again
  Make you wonder, about the thunder underneath the skin (hmm)
  The sapphire rhymes slap fire out your minds
  with right timin, bite with vampire rhymes
    [Method Man]
  Hmm, eye spy, with my crooked eye
  Four metal street soldiers, born to die
  Put em up yeah fuck yeah, when it's Hammertime
  niggaz can't be touched here, the true and livin
  Night vision unseen, like Jean
  when I hack men The Unforgiven, left in prison
  in the Wu-Tang dirty dungeon, now you succumbin
  to my twelve part dirty dozens, flabbergasted
  by tracks that be Tru Mastered, opposites attract
  beef plus they ass backwards, stick yourself
  til I'm felt, this ass whoopin, is bein dealt
  Like hot peas and butter nigga, I got the belt
  What the deal huh? Swing low, sweet chariot
  I walk the Underground Railroad, with Harriett
  Just a slave to the rhythm - victims I'm like alien
  About to put that shit up in em, I Can't Live
  Without My Radio, a 100 Miles and Runnin
  T2 Judgment comin, nobody's safe
  when I reminisce about Case, still hit the staircase
  when the coppers give chase, I give em finger
  The only hip-hop singer, to tell America
  to kiss his Killer Bee stinger, nothin can save ya
  from this major misbehavior, heavy hands
  layin corners in the elevator, guard your grill
    [Cappadonna]
  I speculate, get my darts straight, don't exaggerate
  Dictate, do it with the Papermate, set the plate
  set the bait, checkmate, fuckin with cha mental state
  Double take, meditate, earthquake, VGL contemplate
  Big boys integrate; catch you at the sess skate
  Army tank, high rank, got the bank
  Got the shank talk the talk walk the walk from New York
  to Up North to downstate to L.A., to all day
  To cliches to instant replays, to all the DJ's
  To PJ's, in the PJ's, equality days
  With money like legs I plant eggs, Pele roundhead
  The dog bred, snakes runnin from red, catch dead
  Big born is on take the uniform, we perform
  shit like gangs are now born check for new dawn
  Fuck a U Conn, you been warned, we the realest
  We never were conned, duffed out and knowledge born
    ("Rock, the body body - rock the body body") - [repeat til fade]