Featuring: Daz Dillinger Kurupt Redman Method Man Inspectah Deck
Songwriter: Inspectah Deck Method Man Redman Kurupt Daz Dillinger 2Pac
Producer: Daz Dillinger
[Daz Dillinger]
You find an MC like me who's strong
Leavin motherfuckers aborted, with no verbal support
And when I command the microphone I get deadly as Khan though
With a bear and a snake and a panda, I'm on those
Who can withstand, the more power I gain
And make it possible for me to drop a few to wreck ya brain
Imagine and keep on wishin upon a star
Finally realizing who the fuck we are
When I penetrate, it's been withstandin, faded
Would it be the greatest MC of all time
When I created rhyme for the simple fact
When I attack I crush your pride
My intention to ride, every time all night
I'm faced with the scars beyond this one bar
For me to put down my guard, I'm faced with it, I'm a ride
Breakin in gas with the six-eight all day
In and out with my pay
I'm soon to count the bodies
[2Pac]
So mandatory my elevation my lyrics like orientation
So you can be more familiar with tha nigga you facing
We must be based on nothin better than communication
Known to damage and highly flamable like gas stations
Sorry I left that ass waitin
No more procrastination give up to fate, and get that ass shakin
I'm bustin and makin motherfuckers panic
Don't take ya life for granted put that ass in the dirt
You swear the bitch was planted
My lyrics motivate the planet
It's similar to Rhythm Nation
But thugged out, forgive me Janet
Who's in control I'm acvtivatin yo souls
You know, the way the games get controlled
Yo, two years ago, a friend of mine
Told me Alize and Cristal blows your mind
Bear witness to the dopest fuckin rhyme I wrote
Takin off my coat, clearing my throat
[Chorus: Method Man]
I got my mind made up, come on... (come on)
Get in get in too (get on it)
Let it ride (get wit it) tonight's tha night
I got my mind made up, come on...
Get in get in too
Let it ride... tonight's tha night
[Kurupt]
Well I comes through with two packs
Of the bomb prophalaks for protection
So my fuckin sac won't collapse
Cause nowaday's, shit's evading the x-rays
Sending young motherfuckers to an early grave
I wonder, if my terrifying tactics of torturing MC's
Shows my heart's as cold as the tundra
Electryfing like thunder, I'm just too much
Rough and raw with that motherfuckin poisonous touch
I'm an MC with lyrics that's tha fuckin bom-bay
Ya got dissed, that's before it's ingest like balmay
My rhymes, I leave a mark on ya mind
As the deadly vibes spread through ya head like sand pine
There's no escape, nah I ain't blastin
I use my mental to assassinate assassin's for those askin
Opposed to laughin, raw maniacal villian
Laughter enhances the chances of tha killin
Why is that? Cuz smilin faces decieve
You best believe, to MC's I'm the deadliest disease
My thoughts rip ya throat and make it hard to breathe
Ya whole camp's under seige, and I'm Jason Vorhees
In the heat of the night is when I defeat and ignite mikes
My verbal snipe, your vocab on site
I'm out tha cut, uncut and raw with no clause for all
So all my rhymes hit and split tha bricks on the wall
Ya already have an idea about tha superior sphere
The greater rhyme creator on both sides of tha equator
I rock from here to there, to Philly and back
To LA on the spot where I rock and bust like straps
As your views get overshadowed when you come in contact
Beware, set and prepare to enter verbal combat
[Method Man]
Fuck you losers, while you fake jacks I makes maneuvers
Like Hitler, stickin up *Jews* wit German *lugers*
The Mr. Meth-Tical from Staten Isle
Will be back after this mess-age don't touch tha dial
Rarely do you see an MC out for justice
Got my gun powder and my musket -- blaooow!!
Melons get swellings, I paint mental pictures like Magellen
Half of my Clan's three deep felons
Niggas best protect they joints for Nine-Nickel
Man I stay on point like icicles
Now who wanna test Tical then touch Tical
All up in your motherfuckin mouth
Head banger boogie
Catch me on tour with Al Doogie
Method Man roll too tight, you can pull me
Better take one and pass or that's that ass
Your vital statistics are low and fallin fast
Johnny Blaze out to get loot like Johnny Cash
Play a game of Russian Roulette and have a blast
[Redman]
Aiyyo, lyrical gas spittin tha criminal tactics
Non-believers get my dick and genitals backwards
Let's face it, there's no replacement
Taste this, mad underground basement, shit I'm laced with
Avalanche on ya whole camp when I'm splifted
Funk Doctor who? Spock bitch don't get it twisted
I got connects like Federal Express
To get the fresh package of bless, tha dogs can't fetch
Got the clear spot from tha rear block
To bust til every nigga here drop, men I fear not
Hold ya nose and blow out til ya ears pop
Since ya crew suit you to shift now you claim that you get's lot
With, this underground cannabis
I'm dangerous like John the bomb analyst
Then proceeds like keys
My degrees freeze consecutively like EPMD LP's
Lick off a shot and hit ya fam by mistake
So I erase the whole front row at the wake
I planned my escape in case jake or a snake bust it
I'm the one pushin the hearse in the first place
Confidence for you shaky ass folks
Pump for Rockafella for the day he got smoked
Choke, off this anecdote got you ope
Get roast, by my lyrics Billy Dee .45 Colt
And I'm out for nine nickel
[Inspectah Deck]
I set the mic in flames, my name's INS the Rebel
Murder one style, smash piles straight to pebbles
Mental terrorist, specialist at this
Menacing lyricst, leave crews defenseless
Can't design landmines, lick off like nines
To paralyze everything, ears ring like doorknobs
Heads start to turn like police who pass
Hear the blast, my crew bust through like tear gas
Fuck a mask, we laced in place like the marshall
Sparkle, like live but harder than tarvue
Wreck this rhyme, start relentless, roughest
And fuck up the party for you paying motherfuckers
Once I commence for you ladies and gents
I kick rhymes, sharper than barbwire fence
The live and direct, from Killah Hill Project
Staten Island, New York, you can't help but to hawk
Lay it on your dental, that's if you want it hostile
Sounds so underground I write my rhymes on fossil
Dudes like this, force me to get you open
Lyrically wet you up, until you soaking
You find an MC like me who's strong
Leavin motherfuckers aborted, with no verbal support
And when I command the microphone I get deadly as Khan though
With a bear and a snake and a panda, I'm on those
Who can withstand, the more power I gain
And make it possible for me to drop a few to wreck ya brain
Imagine and keep on wishin upon a star
Finally realizing who the fuck we are
When I penetrate, it's been withstandin, faded
Would it be the greatest MC of all time
When I created rhyme for the simple fact
When I attack I crush your pride
My intention to ride, every time all night
I'm faced with the scars beyond this one bar
For me to put down my guard, I'm faced with it, I'm a ride
Breakin in gas with the six-eight all day
In and out with my pay
I'm soon to count the bodies
[2Pac]
So mandatory my elevation my lyrics like orientation
So you can be more familiar with tha nigga you facing
We must be based on nothin better than communication
Known to damage and highly flamable like gas stations
Sorry I left that ass waitin
No more procrastination give up to fate, and get that ass shakin
I'm bustin and makin motherfuckers panic
Don't take ya life for granted put that ass in the dirt
You swear the bitch was planted
My lyrics motivate the planet
It's similar to Rhythm Nation
But thugged out, forgive me Janet
Who's in control I'm acvtivatin yo souls
You know, the way the games get controlled
Yo, two years ago, a friend of mine
Told me Alize and Cristal blows your mind
Bear witness to the dopest fuckin rhyme I wrote
Takin off my coat, clearing my throat
[Chorus: Method Man]
I got my mind made up, come on... (come on)
Get in get in too (get on it)
Let it ride (get wit it) tonight's tha night
I got my mind made up, come on...
Get in get in too
Let it ride... tonight's tha night
[Kurupt]
Well I comes through with two packs
Of the bomb prophalaks for protection
So my fuckin sac won't collapse
Cause nowaday's, shit's evading the x-rays
Sending young motherfuckers to an early grave
I wonder, if my terrifying tactics of torturing MC's
Shows my heart's as cold as the tundra
Electryfing like thunder, I'm just too much
Rough and raw with that motherfuckin poisonous touch
I'm an MC with lyrics that's tha fuckin bom-bay
Ya got dissed, that's before it's ingest like balmay
My rhymes, I leave a mark on ya mind
As the deadly vibes spread through ya head like sand pine
There's no escape, nah I ain't blastin
I use my mental to assassinate assassin's for those askin
Opposed to laughin, raw maniacal villian
Laughter enhances the chances of tha killin
Why is that? Cuz smilin faces decieve
You best believe, to MC's I'm the deadliest disease
My thoughts rip ya throat and make it hard to breathe
Ya whole camp's under seige, and I'm Jason Vorhees
In the heat of the night is when I defeat and ignite mikes
My verbal snipe, your vocab on site
I'm out tha cut, uncut and raw with no clause for all
So all my rhymes hit and split tha bricks on the wall
Ya already have an idea about tha superior sphere
The greater rhyme creator on both sides of tha equator
I rock from here to there, to Philly and back
To LA on the spot where I rock and bust like straps
As your views get overshadowed when you come in contact
Beware, set and prepare to enter verbal combat
[Method Man]
Fuck you losers, while you fake jacks I makes maneuvers
Like Hitler, stickin up *Jews* wit German *lugers*
The Mr. Meth-Tical from Staten Isle
Will be back after this mess-age don't touch tha dial
Rarely do you see an MC out for justice
Got my gun powder and my musket -- blaooow!!
Melons get swellings, I paint mental pictures like Magellen
Half of my Clan's three deep felons
Niggas best protect they joints for Nine-Nickel
Man I stay on point like icicles
Now who wanna test Tical then touch Tical
All up in your motherfuckin mouth
Head banger boogie
Catch me on tour with Al Doogie
Method Man roll too tight, you can pull me
Better take one and pass or that's that ass
Your vital statistics are low and fallin fast
Johnny Blaze out to get loot like Johnny Cash
Play a game of Russian Roulette and have a blast
[Redman]
Aiyyo, lyrical gas spittin tha criminal tactics
Non-believers get my dick and genitals backwards
Let's face it, there's no replacement
Taste this, mad underground basement, shit I'm laced with
Avalanche on ya whole camp when I'm splifted
Funk Doctor who? Spock bitch don't get it twisted
I got connects like Federal Express
To get the fresh package of bless, tha dogs can't fetch
Got the clear spot from tha rear block
To bust til every nigga here drop, men I fear not
Hold ya nose and blow out til ya ears pop
Since ya crew suit you to shift now you claim that you get's lot
With, this underground cannabis
I'm dangerous like John the bomb analyst
Then proceeds like keys
My degrees freeze consecutively like EPMD LP's
Lick off a shot and hit ya fam by mistake
So I erase the whole front row at the wake
I planned my escape in case jake or a snake bust it
I'm the one pushin the hearse in the first place
Confidence for you shaky ass folks
Pump for Rockafella for the day he got smoked
Choke, off this anecdote got you ope
Get roast, by my lyrics Billy Dee .45 Colt
And I'm out for nine nickel
[Inspectah Deck]
I set the mic in flames, my name's INS the Rebel
Murder one style, smash piles straight to pebbles
Mental terrorist, specialist at this
Menacing lyricst, leave crews defenseless
Can't design landmines, lick off like nines
To paralyze everything, ears ring like doorknobs
Heads start to turn like police who pass
Hear the blast, my crew bust through like tear gas
Fuck a mask, we laced in place like the marshall
Sparkle, like live but harder than tarvue
Wreck this rhyme, start relentless, roughest
And fuck up the party for you paying motherfuckers
Once I commence for you ladies and gents
I kick rhymes, sharper than barbwire fence
The live and direct, from Killah Hill Project
Staten Island, New York, you can't help but to hawk
Lay it on your dental, that's if you want it hostile
Sounds so underground I write my rhymes on fossil
Dudes like this, force me to get you open
Lyrically wet you up, until you soaking
2Pac Unreleased
- Thug 4 Life (Original Version)
- Let Em Have It (Original Version)
- Friendz (Original Version)
- Thug N U Thug N Me (Original Version)
- Life’s So Hard (on a G) (Original Version)
- Lil’ Homies (Original Version)
- Catchin’ Feelins (Original Version)
- Runnin’ (From Tha Police) [Me Against The World Version]
- Pac’s Life (Original Version)
- Mama’s Just A Little Girl (Original Version)
- When We Ride On Our Enemies (Original Version)
- Only Move 4 Tha Money (Original Version) (Final Mixdown)
- Dopefiend’s Diner (Original Version)
- U Can Call (Original Version)
- Things R Changing/Words 2 My Firstborn (Demo Version)
- Late Night (Original Version)
- This Life I Lead (Original Version)
- U Don’t Have 2 Worry (Original Version)
- Happy Home (Original Version)
- This Ain’t Livin’ (Original Version)
- There U Go (Original Version)
- When Thugz Cry (Original Version)
- Just Watching
- U Don’t Wanna Battle/Thought U knew (Original Version)
- M.O.B. (Original Version)
- Grab The Mic (Starin’ Through My Rear View 2)
- St. Ides Commercial 2 (1996)
- Die/Dumpin (Original Version)
- Reincarnation
- My Own Style / Our Own Style
- Dear Mama (Original Version)
- World Wide Mob Figgaz (Alternative Version)
- Baby Don’t Cry/Keep Ya Head Up II (Original Version)
- Don’t Sleep/Born First Die Later (GO Twice mix)
- Until The End of Time (Original Version)
- Bury Me a G II
- All Bout U (Original Version)
- Till My Dying Day (Late Night 95)
- Letter to the President (Original Version)
- World Wide Mob Figgaz (Original Version)
- Tearz Of A Clown
- Peep Game Part 2
- Enemies With Me (Original Version)
- Who Do U Love (Original Version)
- There U Go (Original Version 1)
- Big Tyme (Original Version)
- Thug Life (Original Version 2)
- Scared Straight (Original Version)
- Komradz (So So Crazy) (Original Version)
- Don’t Sleep (Original Version)
- Thugz Get Lonely Too (Original Version)
- Funky Freestyles
- Babies Having Babies (1987 Freestyle)
- Until The End Of Time (Johnny J Remix)
- Check It Out (1987 Acapella)
- It Ain’t Necessarily So (Unreleased)
- Last Ones Left (Original Version)
- Crooked Nigga Too (Original Version)
- That’s My Man Throwing Down (Acapella)
- Terror On The Tables (1988 Acapella)
- I Saw Your Girl (1988 Acapella)
- Never Be Peace (Original Version)
- Basket Case (’96 Sho Shot) [Snippet]
- How Do U Want It (Original Version)
- Black Jesus (Original Version)
- Wonda Why They Call U Bitch (Original Version)
- Thugs Get Lonely Too (Solo Original Version)
- Pain (Original Version)
- Old School (Original Version)
- I Wonder If Heaven Got a Ghetto (Original Version)
- Why U Turn On Me (Original Version)
- I’m Gettin’ Money (Original Version)
- Killuminati (Original Version)
- N.I.G.G.A./Hymn’s Of 90's N.I.G.G.A. (Original Version)
- Untouchable (Original Version)
- Run Tha Streetz (Demo Version 2)
- Run Tha Streetz (Demo Version 3)
- Sucka 4 Love (Original Version)
- Black Cotton (Original Version)
- Fade Away
- No Part Of Dis
- As The World Turns (Original Version)
- Play Your Cards Right (Original Version)
- Letz Get It On (Ready 2 Rumble)
- Hit ’Em Up (Original Version)
- R U Still Down? (Original Version)
- Ambitionz Az A Fighta
- So Many Tears (Original Version)
- War Games
- If They Love Their Kidz
- Thugz Get Lonely Too (Alt Version)
- Still Ballin’ (Original Version)
- Holler If Ya Hear Me (Demo Version)
- Whatcha Gonna Do/Fright Night (Original Version)
- My Closest Roaddogz (Original Version)
- First 2 Bomb (Original Version)
- Fair Xchange (Original Version)
- Thug Nigga/Coast 2 Coast (Trump Tight)
- Secretz Of War (Original Rules Version)
- Fade Me (Original Version)
- Ghetto Gospel (Original Version)
- Let’s Fight (Jawz Tight)
- Wherever U R (Sho’ Shot)
- Dayz Of A Criminal (Original Version)
- Ride 4 Me
- Big Tyme
- Brothaz at Armz
- Secretz of War (Original Version)
- St. Ides Liquor Commercial (1993)
- Still I Rise (Original Version)
- Real Bad Boyz (Original Version)
- Loyal to the Game (Original Version)
- Untouchable Drunk Freestyle
- Don’t Stop The Music (Original Version)
- World Wide Dime Piece/Bitches (International)
- NY ’87 (Original Version)
- Po Nigga Blues/’Cause I Had To (Original Version)
- He Vs. She (4 My Niggas)
- Road To Glory
- Watch Ya Mouth
- Komradz (So So Crazy)
- Where Will I Be
- Street Life
- Troublesome ’96 (Long Outro Version)
- Untouchables/The New Untouchables
- Don’t Go 2 Sleep (Original Version)
- Faced Shootouts (Interlude)
- Tattoo Tearz (Original Version)
- Immortal
- Get My Drank On (Interlude)
- It Hurts the Most
- Changed Man (Original Version)
- The Hell Raiser (Original Version)
- Breathin’ (Original Version)
- Thug Life [Souljah] (Original Version 1)
- High Til I Die (Alternate Original Version)
- Hell 4 a Hustler (Original Version)
- All Out/Die Slow (Original Version)
- Letter 2 My Unborn (Original Version)
- Cradle 2 The Grave (Original Version)
- How Long Will They Mourn Me? (Two 2Pac Verses)
- I’m Losin’ It (Original Version)
- Fake Ass Bitches (Original Version)
- Thug Life (Intro)
- Is It Cool 2 Fuck?
- Got My Mind Made Up (Original Version)
- Amerikka Eatz Itz Young (Gotta Survive)
- Still Don’t Give A Fuck
- Tongue Kissin’
- Run Tha Streetz (Original Demo Version)
- The Struggle Continues
- Bury Me a G (Solo)
- Where U Been
- They Don’t Know/If There’s A Cure
- Judgement Day
- U Can be Touched (Original Version)
- Niggaz In The Pen’
- I’d Rather Be Ya Lover
- Welcome To Death Row (Stranded On Death Row)
- Fantasy
- Break ‘Em Off Somethin’
- U Don’t Wanna Battle
- Danger Times
- Set It Off (One Nation)
- What Goes On (In the City)
- What You Won’t Do For Love
- Hit ’Em Up
- Changes
- Keep Ya Head Up
- Hail Mary
- Dear Mama
- California Love
- Ambitionz Az a Ridah
- All Eyez On Me
- Life Goes On
- The Rose That Grew From Concrete
- 2 Of Amerikaz Most Wanted
- I Ain’t Mad At Cha
- Only God Can Judge Me
- Runnin’ (Dying to Live)
- Me Against the World
- I Get Around
- All About U
- So Many Tears
- Do for Love
- Ghetto Gospel
- The Rose That Grew From Concrete (Autobiographical)
- Me and My Girlfriend
- Can’t C Me
- How Do U Want It