Shaolin Style Lyrics - Singles - Shyheim

Yeah, yeah 

Where my Shaolin peoples at? 

Stapleton, the craziest, y'all know what time it is 

Wild wild West 

Now born, Killa Hill, poor to the rich man 

Jungle Nilz, let's get money y'all 

It be the Scotch and Henessee that make me act like this 

I'm wild hit 'em up project style never plead the fifth 

Regardless, to the charges, chickenheads will be at court 

Fightin' and slicin' each other to see who lies at my fort 

Who woulda thought, little Shy Big Willie? 

Ninety six we rollin' dutches, nine tray it was Phillies 

First of the month be like Christmas to dealers 

Hundred dollar seals come through the school zone area 

Children at play keep the heat on the low 

Little kids gettin' hit, projects flooded with po' 

Now shorty's rockin', Versace and Donna Karan 

Playin' the Miss Mob Queen role knowin' hon the cousin Sharon 

I live the glamorous life, girl 

And go from limos to Dom Perignon, rich hotels 

Wild, the Shaolin Style is all in me 

Child, the whole damn isle is callin' me 

Method Man 

Wild, the Shaolin Style is all in me 

Child, the whole damn isle is callin' me 

Method Man 

Wild, the Shaolin Style is all in me 

Child, the whole damn isle is callin' me 

Method Man 

Wild, the Shaolin Style is all in me 

Child, the whole damn isle is callin' me 

Method Man 

Facin' two five to life incarcerated activated 

Stressed behind a cell with no way to escape it 

Holdin' on, true to ock steel tryin' to appeal 

Be landed without a bail so let the commissary reveal 

I feel it's time, for me to let this sparkle in wine 

Wet my throat rockin' the trenchcoat, flashin' to get mine 

Not hesitant, 'cuz the Henny keeps me bent 

Just tryin' to make a cent, diggin' pockets down to the lint 

Regardless of all the charges the D's want me for 

Warrant after warrant, so I avoid the law 

Stapleton on the rise, twenty seven wearin' lives 

From day one until they none don't take it as no surprise 

Wild, the Shaolin Style is all in me 

Child, the whole damn isle is callin' me 

Method Man 

I'm havin' suicidal thoughts 'cause I'm screwed up in the game 

But today's thang, is to hold it down and maintain 

I got thirty days until I get remanded for this gun charge 

Still I'm livin' large, joint hard up in the mode and 

Long sexin', fishin' for pre model 

I'm young black rich and dangerous, livin' like I won the lotto 

So nuff of wine sex and dutches 

Them kids know who us is 

GP rule, hundred twenty seven hustlers 

Runnin' from D's when they try to bust us 

Fly crims and gats, mainly black cops, them fagots love us 

And my district attorneys wanna send me to jail 

I told em, "People wanna kill me", that's why I had the nine milli 

I'm bustin' dead and not to injure 

Remember what I quote 

Before you, enter my center 

Wild, the Shaolin Style is all in me 

Child, the whole damn isle is callin' me 

Method Man