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Intro: method man/johnny

[special fuck that
technique of shadowboxing] God damn
(the gza, God damn!)
(the gza, God damn!) allegiance to the hip-hop!
(method, God damn!) I allegiance to the hip-hop
(maximilli-on, maximilli-on)
(uh, yeah, ahh, uh) blaze
I pledge allegiance to the
(johnny blaze)

Verse one: man/johnny blaze

I it down to the bone gristle
Ill speaking scud heat seeking
Johnny blazing, nightmares wes craven
Niggaz gunnin, my eye seen it coming
Before it
You know about fucking staten
Kids smashin
Everything huh, in any shape or fashion
Now everybody talking bout they blastin,
Is you bustin or is you flashin? hmmm
Talkin out asshole
You shoulda about the flow and peasy afro
Ticallion stallion, eye and snot nosed
my naps to the bunion on my big toe
I keeps it movin, know just what the fuck I'm
Rap insomniac, fiend to catch a nigga
Slip the cardiac arrest me, excorcist hip-hop me
Crunch a like a nestle, you know my steez
Burning to the third degree, sneaky ass alley cat top
The toucher, industry party bum rusher
You don't like it dick up in ya ya

(allow me to demonstrate) that's right, you
(the of shaolin) rap motherfuckers
(the special technique) go back and check
(of shadowboxing) your fuckin
(shadowboxing) cause your ain't nappy enough
And your ain't rugged enough

Verse the genius/maximillion

I slayed mc's back in the rec era
My style broke motherfuckin like ken patera
Most rap niggaz came loud but
Once I pulled ut, round em off to the third
Check these non visual niggaz, tapes and a portrait
the seminar, tryin to orbit this corporate
Indsutry, but them niggaz can't see
Must break like the wu, unexpectedly
ya neck, my sword still remain imperial
Before I blast the mic, rza off the serial
We reign all year from june to june
niggaz bite immediately if not soon
Set the lynchin, and form the date
As this two beyond slang suffocate
Amplify sample vacumn tubes compressions
Cause rza, to charge niggaz g's a session

Verse three: method man/johnny

my mind start to clickin, and the strategy
Is mastered the plot thickens, be that wu shit
I don't a cotten-pickin fuck
About a tryin to size a nigga up, I hold my own
protect your dome
Look at mama boy actin like he grown
No time for sleep, I gets as a baritone
Killa bee, that be holdin down his honeycomb, son
Wu brother number one, your neck
Flying guillotines they come, bloody bastards
Hard times and killer tactics, spittin words
Semi-automatic slurs, the graphic
Novel from the genie bottle, hit the
the gear now, full throttle, time to bungee
To the episode, I keeps it grungy
Hand on my nutsac, and lung-ghies
At a wack nigga dat, don't the fact
When it come to rza tra-cks I know how to act
Real rap from the stat, killa projects
How to be exact, it down
All and now
Things are getting good better now

(allow me to demonstrate the of shaolin)
(sha-shadowboxing, the special of shadowboxing)
(shadowboxing)