Fast Shadow Lyrics - Method Man

[Method Man] 

I'm sayin, you-could-you could just come over top of that shit... 

Did I hear it? 

Nigga and bang your head, PUNK! 

[Ol' Dirty Bastard (in background repeating)] 

SUCK A DICK! [6x] 

SUCK MY DICK! 

[Method Man] 

And it don't, it don't, it don't, it don't, it don't, it don't 

It don't, it don't, it don't, it don't stop! 

It all starts wit the pad and pen, shall we begin 

To burn bush in this rap session, once again 

On the run be the Black Stallion 

Now you fuckin wit Ticallion, hmmm 

Iron Lung, boy me can done, army of one, blaze yo' bun 

I'ma get you none, accept challenge AHH! 

Run a mile wit a racist, they iced it, I aced it 

Placed it, right up in their face till they faced it 

Hard to the dome like a chrome microphone 

I'm ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-bad to the bone to the bone 

Danger zone, that's my life and my song 

Keep it movin, hop along little doggies! 

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[Ol' Dirty Bastard] 

Uh uh uh, FUCK YOU! 

Drive The Mack Cadillac 

Dark shade the window all sunny and black 

Pitch antenna back of the car 

Inside is a TV, even a bar 

Bulletproof down, safe and sound 

Chauffeur in the FRONT just to drive the Lexus all around 

Give ya, give ya, give ya body a ride, nice and warm inside 

Come to the Dirt Dog as the tummy rise 

[Laughs] Enter 

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[RZA] 

Yo yo my Wu-Tang cliff'll make your atom split 

The power of my brain, you can't fathom it 

Whoever go against the will of the grain will get slain 

Don't EVER say thy God name in vain 

My third eye electronic dragonfly spiral observe 

Can record your words 

And your lies and approach you 

And have my Dogs come and Ghost you 

When it comes to the bread son, the heat will toast you 

[U-God] 

Music makes me lose control 

This is not just rock and roll 

Hip hop digs right to the soul 

Music makes me lose control 

Wu-Tang, now we on a roll 

On a rise, now here we go 

Guaranteed to flip the show 

RZA beats is outta control 

Outta control, outta control, outta control 

Outta control, now here we go 

[Masta Killa] 

Yo who got that nigga gassed like he can't get skimasked 

Abducted from his doorstep 

Dufflebag his head for the price of nothin 

He's a glutton 

What I'm manifestin each day is a lesson 

Ya'll faggots, came to the School of the 36 Chambers 

Copied on papers of scholars that earn dollars 

We trendsetters in Wu leathers, trendsetters in Wu leathers, whatever 

[Chorus (U-God) 2x] 

Music makes me lose control 

This is not just rock and roll 

Hip hop digs right to the soul 

Music makes me lose control 

Wu-Tang, now we on a roll 

On a rise, now here we go [Skip next line on the second time of chorus] 

Music makes me lose control [2x] 

Guaranteed to rip the show 

RZA beats is outta control 

Outta control, outta control, outta control 

Now here we go