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Song title: Method Man - What The Blood Clot

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All I hear is gun shots. can I touch something?
What the blood claat! niggaz want tical, make it happen.
You know my fuckin style, fuck the rappin,
We can take it back to eighty-five if you wanna start actin like you live
Its all good. Im rollin with my clique,
Owls, packwoods & phillies, smokin sess blunts, mixed with illy
Got me bustin, now the whole world looks dusted,
Im in the area with the skill that never rusted.
For real, nigga, touch it & you burn, when will motherfuckers learn
What be spreadin like a germ? ha ha, its meth, word.
I be that early bird that got the worm & if you check it
Im on point, like a fax machine you get the message.
It be no question & them bust the second guessins,
Keep your thoughts on your lessons. what the blood claat!
To tell the truth, you dont amaze me. killa hill project,
A star trek phaser couldnt phase me. what,
Check the raderuckus fuck this,
Smoke a dutchmaster, have em screamin for the duchess
Yeah, I gotta have it, so I strive to stick my piece
If I dont do it for mydelf, Im a do it for kase,
cause thats my peoples, Im giving you injections that be lethal
Weapon, when niggaz start the half steppin,
Then I get evil. but dont let that negative vibe right there
Mislead you, Im humble, a fucking killer bee,
Far from bumble. I sting you bzt and I bring you
Thirty-six chambers of head banger, bitch,
Why I deal with? I think the mic is on the fritz.
Faggot soundmen! they be sabotagin shit!
Look up in the sky, its a bird, its a plane...
Methical, let the whole world know my fuckin name.
What the blood claat!