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[repeating in background:] "rock, the body - rock the body body"

Dino the specialist

Arms, yo
Meth-Tical, John John do thing thing
Check it

The all eye seein, divine
The brings out, the temper in my spine
A Hill sound again, feelin that bit me
I for you victims, with everything up in me (uh-huh)
A ringa, stuffed in sidewalls of frenzy
Back the fuck up, cause I'm off the Remi
A semi bloodshot eye, donkey of nuts
Every cut, I split and try and felt the (what?)
what, earthquakin speech, woofer hissin
The razor faced victims, WHEW, that's what em
precaution, surroundin, certain it curtains
I'm dumbfounded, I'm poundin, the
for mental enslavement, I'm cravin, a misbehavin
America the grave for gun (what?)
The wave runners, what the blood seed
you wonder, about the thunder underneath the skin (hmm)
The rhymes slap fire out your minds
with right timin, bite with vampire

[Method
Hmm, eye spy, with my eye
Full metal soldiers, born to die
Put em up yeah fuck yeah, when Hammertime
niggaz can't be touched here, the and livin
vision unseen, like Jean
when I hack men The Unforgiven, left in
in the dirty dungeon, now you succumbin
to my twelve part dirty dozens,
by tracks that be Tru Mastered, attract
beef plus they ass backwards, stick
til I'm felt, this ass whoopin, is dealt
hot beans-and-butter nigga, I got the belt
What the huh? Swing low, sweet chariot
I the Underground Railroad, with Harriett
a slave to the rhythm - victims I'm like alien
About to put shit up in em, I Can't Live
Without My Radio, a 100 Miles and
T2 Judgment comin, safe
when I about Case, still hit the staircase
when the coppers give chase, I em finger
The only hip-hop singer, to America
to his Killer Bee stinger, nothin can save ya
from this misbehavior, heavy hands
layin corners in the elevator, guard your

I speculate, get my darts straight, don't
Dictate, do it with the Papermate, set the
set the bait, checkmate, fuckin cha mental state
Double take, meditate, earthquake, VGL
Big boys integrate; you at the sess skate
tank, high rank, got the bank
Got the talk the talk walk the walk from New York
to Up to downstate to L.A., to all day
To cliches to instant replays, to all the
To in the PJ's, equality days
With money like legs I eggs, Pele roundhead
The dog bred, snakes runnin red, catch dead
Raekwon is on, your uniform, we perform
shit gangs in Now Born, check for new Don
Fuck a Yukon, you warned, we the realest
We never were conned, out and knowledge born

[repeat til fade:] ("Rock, the body - rock the body body")