Method Man — What the Blood Clot?

[Intro: RZA, (Method Man), {Y-Kim the Ill Figure}] Shit is banging! You see what I'm saying? Our shit is banging! (Our shit is staining, son) Yo, Shaolin running this shit, son! Running this shit! (Staining) What's up, Y-Kim? 'Sup, nigga? {What's up, man? What's up?} What's up? Representing Brownsville Know I'm saying? Base, peace to all my Brownsville niggas! {The alcoholics son} What's going on, son? Peace to all my Putnam Avenue motherfuckers! Bedford-Stuy, nigga! (Yeah, peace to the valley goat..) Peace to my Wild Wild West Brighton niggas! (Big up The Bridge!) Yeah, FUCK outta here, nigga [Verse 1: Method Man] All I hear is gun shots Can I touch something? What the Blood Clot!?! Nigga want Tical, make it happen You know my fucking style, fuck the rapping We can take it back to '85 if you wanna start acting like you live It's all good, I'm rolling with my clique Owls, Backwoods and Phillies Smoking cess blunts, mixed with illy got me flustered Now the whole world looks dusted I'm in the area with the steel that never rusted For real, nigga touch it and you burn When will motherfuckers learn? What be spreading like a germ? Haha, it's Meth, word I be that early bird that got the worm and if you check it I'm on point, like a fax machine you get the message It be's no question it's them, bust the second guessings Keep your thoughts on your lessons What the Blood Clot!?! To tell the truth you don't amaze me Killa Hill Project, a Star Trek phaser couldn't faze me What? Check the Raider Ruckus, fuck this Smoke a Dutchmaster, have 'em screaming for the dutchess Yeah, I gotta have it, so I strive to stack my papes If I don't do it for mydelf, I'ma do it for Kase 'Cause that's my peoples I'm giving you injections that be lethal Weapons, when niggas start to half stepping, then I get evil But don't let that negative vibe right there mislead you I'm humble, a fucking Killa Bee, far from bumble I sting you - bzzz - and I bring you Thirty-six Chambers of head banger, bitch What ya deal with? I think the mic's on the fritz Faggot soundmen, they be sabotaging shit Look up in the sky, it's a bird, it's a plane Meth-Tical, let the whole world know my fucking name What the Blood Clot!?! [Outro: Method Man] Yeah, yeah, you know what I'm saying? Keep it reals on this thing First of all I'd like to give a big up, peace and shout out To my brothers in the belly of the beast Raider Ruckus, we friends to the end and back again, baby. One love Gin Lover, Shitty Brown, Pus Head, Pil, the P.L.L Stack DAT, Dusty, Storm, Suu! We still in here, nigga Jamel, one love, baby, Nice Uncle Eric aka Shane, I ain't forget you, nigga Shakim, Nutt, Big Shaft, K. Fisk, Big Free from Cipher Heat All the fugitives on the run Everybody from Rikers Island to San Quentin And a big major shout out to my old dad who just got home on work release Keep your heads up niggas My people! (Yeah that nigga fucking Dirty Bastard, God, that nigga is crazy) Fucked with a napkin on his dick (laughter)