Niggas wanna test my steez, nigga please

I black that eye like peas, you better freeze

In your tracks, a wu, tang killer bee's on ya back

I comes for the honey plus the phat money sack

You want it all? yeah I want it all like that

I stab my own moms in the back for a stack

Niggas like, "damn, why you want it like that?" (why is that?)

Cause I'm a dog, and I got no love for the cat (uh)

Attitude's cold like the north polar cap

Where I do my dirt's a little further down the map (is that so?)

A little buck wilding, island called stat'

Where niggas carry gats in they black moon hat

Now I'm mad known for the bones and the rap

And you's an unknown with a faulty contract

Wake up and smell the met, chod motherfucker contact

Villain in the cypher from the foe when head crack

An indian giver and I'm out to take it back

Shaolin island, baby where you at?

A runaway train that be runnin on ya track

That's how it's goin down, yeah, it's goin down like that I gets my thang in action

To live, to love, to see, to learn

Yo! tell em what's happenin! (What's happenin?

I'll tell yo' ass what's happenin

Tell em what's happenin

It's goin on out here, brothers ain't got no peers

And they smokin funny, shuddup yo' damn mouth!) I swing funky rap routines and tap the jaws

Spot ya twenty points and you still can't score

Nuttin, cause you ain't got no points in this game

Kid you frontin, I'm home run hittin', you be buntin'

Fresh out the toilet, I got my *** together

When I'm good, I'm good, when bad, I'm better

You want it? whatever, I'll be the stormy weather

Rain comin' down, so weatherproof you're leather

Jacket, a nigga with a axe couldn't *** it

I spark em like a match

Coming back it's the met, chod, say it loud

I'm the met, chod, man, clap yo' hands, now check it

See me in the mix, rollin fat, bustin' flicks

While my physical brother came through and got me lift

Niggas, that I walk by, give me the eye

The moment is fuckin' me up, killin' my high

Nigga get back, ya pussy cat, I'm fearsome

Basically that, I'm all of that, and then some

While I, was out on tour, goin' beserk

I heard you was at the sandbox and kickin dirt

All on my name but you can't pull my file

You don't know me, and you don't know my style

Comin' out dere like dat dere, yeah

Even grizzly adams couldn't bear