[Skit]

[Intro]

[Verse 1: Method Man]

Shoes full of dirt, kicking sand on your works

Something gotta hurt, catch a case off a verse

Live in concert, kids coming out their shirts

I'm hyped now, jumping in the crowd, feet first

Meant it when I said it, lungs bring the pain son

Without the anesthetic, make em look pathetic

Needing help from paramedic, Hot with the Nickel

Bust back take 'em with you, survival of the fittest

And the world out to get us, I feel it in my bones

I can feel it in my testosterone when it's on

Stat' bring it back, hard rap for you pussycat

Cognac, off the meat rack, where the pussy at?

Johnny, got these niggas mad at they mommy

Jumping on my hard salami, say what you like

In the heat of the night, I crash individuals

Splash on the mic airtight with the lyrical

[Chorus: Cho-Flo & Method Man]

Nigga run with it, have fun with it

Blow your gun with it and be done with it

Welcome to the killing field where Johnny Dangerous

Headbanger Boogie niggas going through changes

[Verse 2: Method Man]

It all starts with the pad and pen, my special blend

Of herbs and spices on mic devices, murder men

Make 'em mices I recommend, something that's priceless

For you rap hooligans, claiming you nicest

Call it what you like kid

You can even call a psychic for all I care, still ain't got a prayer

Amongst the righteous, Blazini, cheat death like Houdini

Word to Bad Bird that fucked nerds in bikinis

I observe lyrical flares, you being served from the gizzard

Plucking your nerves with nouns and verbs

From the ghetto to the suburbs, I must be heard

Niggas get what niggas deserve

You can put that on my Clan logo, Wu-Tang group or solo

Bloody up my next promo

With the blood of the next bozo, clown-ass niggas be loco

Puffin on lye, cuckoo for cocoa

[Chorus: Cho-Flo & Method Man]

Nigga run with it, have fun with it

Blow your gun with it, and be done with it

Welcome to the killing field where Johnny Dangerous

Headbanger Boogie niggas going through changes

[Verse 3: Method Man]

Shit be hot in the kettle pot

Twisted metal bust shot 'til the beef settle, forget me not

City nights get a nigga hype, scarring lights

Send 'em back, now we Poltergeist, Ghost tell 'em

Who the number the one rap host? Huh?

Verbal overdose leave em comatose, huh?

The nigga with the golden throat is out to get you, Hot Nickel

Bust back and take 'em with you, eye for eye

Never lie, crossing my heart, hoping you die

Somebody pat the engineer down, I think he wired

I'm off the meat rack, quick to react, my niggas need that

They need gats, cocking heat back, be out like Freejack

The heat's on, you think one-eight, and Johnny's blamed

Who that nigga burn biscuits, and spit flame

Leave no witness, in the fast lane with shady bitches

That only want me for my riches, I know your steez

Terror fabulous, caution, biohazardous degrees

From this ravenous, MCs be yapping

Meth be the co-captain, on Def Jam's that's close captioned

For hearing impaired, to get a share, now what's happening

Money to share, that's why we here

And y'all acting like we can't eat like y'all eat

Now we scrapping, out in the street

I know your crew's hardheaded motherfuckers and I'm just like you

[Chorus: Cho-Flo & Method Man]

Nigga run with it, have fun with it

Blow your gun with it, and be done with it

Welcome to the killing field where Johnny Dangerous

Headbanger Boogie niggas going through changes

Welcome to the killing field, where Johnny Dangerous

Headbanger Boogie niggas, going through changes

[Outro: Method Man]

I been in the ghetto all my life

I swore to take that bitch for better or for worse, yaknowhatI'msayin?

That's for life nigga y'know? Til death do us part..