| Lyrics: | RZA:]
Spectacular cardiovascular attacker!
Shaq's on the track with the
blackular,
Puzzler! Rugged slugger, 40 oz guzzler,
Gold nugget fangs punch holes inside
your jugular
Veins... do it quick, before your brain get drained...
With the horror you
now have become stained...
Ice cold, like the winter, Eskimo! Enter,
The skill like a
splinter! A decimal,
Let's have a festival, Wu-Tang Killer Bees, we...
(Suuuuuuu!) Ah,
intellectual,
Styles break your mind!
Shine, nigga, shine!
[All:] We don't need
no hooks!
[Shaq:]
The Shaq Attaq has risen,
Au concrete PM this is
twizm,
Always & forever, forever always attack,
I bring flava to ya ear like Craig
Mack!
Life's a B and then ya D, refer to Nasty Nas Illmatic,
CD, #3 Static!
You don't
want none, ya best to keep lookin',
AEIOU's a ass-whoopin'! You're tooken
Into Clear &
Present Danger, I'm a perfect stranger,
Quick to rearrange a... outlook, so look out,
So
here me comes! Quick to beat you down,
Like the RZA on the drums!
Change my name like
Prince, punks be tremblin'.
My name ain't Shaq no more, call me Superman
Emblem! Marks,
get set, go left,
The Shaq, the RZA, get ready for the Meth!
[All:] We don't need no
hooks!
[Method Man:]
Dangersome, comin' mad phat, Terrordome,
Like whadva ak,
we can get it on. Break 'em down.
I'm a set it, yeah, ooh dat dirty rat, bring 'em
here
To the mindbender, the deathsender to your ear: Method.
Whatup, hookers? Hoodrats
are no goodaz,
It be Tical breakin' rims with the Seven footer:
Shaq. Bring it to the
front, now bring it back
To the head, black, 'cuz when my Soul Train hit the
track,
Target: the Billboard Charts, don't make me start it,
The whole industry is gassed
up and now they farted.
My object is destruction, for percussion, rhymes are bustin',
Got
your wholes block duckin'
Down! The end is here, apocalypse now!
Gettin' shot, peace'll
work it out.
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