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[Intro: Man]
Chamber, temple number five

[Method
Somebody said on, if it is then I'll be set
To blow a nigga up, with my Fingers of Death
I bring it to his damn fam, understand
If he frontin, on any man with the Clan
I be comin, for that headpiece you cope
For my brother, I even kill a Pope, word to
Serial, killa, from the Isle of Stat
My peoples are you me where you at?
Shit's gettin in here, I mean like thick
Niggaz lookin all in my face like they want
It's to hit the fan, hit the flo'
That's all I can stands, and I stands no mo'
is it? Niggaz think they bigga
Because they got the on the trigga of a biscuit
They don't know I'm wicked, when I start to it
With the raw sound, wash it down with a
Better yet a Snapple, nigga the juice
But he don't want the
Thought they to overthrow the castle
Better yet the temple, I'm to your town
down, the rental, car, the pistol
YAH! If you don't a burn from glock
beware, I buck shots, meaning what, the buck stops
Here, no dough will be made
Unless it's made by who... the 1-6-Ooh

Raekwon (Method Man)]
Chamber (1-6-Ooh) Chamber four
Temple number nine, temple number

Dirty Bastard]
I'm the G-O-D
Making young scream is my specialty
when I go ooh-wah, ooh-wah, ooh-wah, girls wanna get
From the funky fresh music was stereotyped
When I kill, that ol' mad rugged
Not sayin Ason, is like a duck of
Or a disco duck, I'm hip hop
Yo, Ason, what's up? I stop...
Wu-Tanging, flipping the and
You could test my skills, but niggaz must be
Coked up from sniffin, you're the one riffin
I'm not Opie, save that old shit for Griffith
You to flip, now ya slip, cuz you're slippin
While you sleep I be the God on point, like Pippen
As I, jump on stage, flip a rip a show
or rip a hoe, ready like Bo
Jackson while I'm taxin, I'm maxin
Relaxin, sittin backs and, tracks and
Again and again when I this jam
I wanna see 'em up in the air, throw up hand
Introducin, the one-man
A child that's wild, now the style, couldn't stand
Niggaz wanna jump, then stepped, to the
Of the rhyme inventor, MC
You get jacked and slapped, the MC map
I laugh at ya ass, on a horse
Come on through I black and blue your whole
Then I get rudie the Hong Kong Phooey
The Ol' Dirty Bastard, MC
Money maker, Brooklyn, style
That I lay down tile