Released on November 10, 1998

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[Verse]

I'm the bastard, the total package like Lex Luger

Pull a sting like a yellow jacket, making maneuver

Through the slum nigga Iron Lung

Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to my torture chamber

Pit and the pendulum, foul play

T:2000 be "Judgment Day", face millennium, hell to pay

My knuckles soft from these Star Wars of Han Solo

Southpaw, ring your bell like it's Quasimodo

What is the law? Stay hardcore my Clan logo

Move to quick to catch a photo

Jetting on land like Jet Moto

Now we roll up on the conduit

These niggas actin like they been through it;

As if they heart beat the truest

I Can't Lose like Parker Lewis, set in my ways

Got you corny niggas askin who is .. Johnny Blaze?

Get a late pass stankin-ass (ha) sucker ass

Now you sufferin like succotash (wha-what-what)

While Johnny Cash makin moves on your moneybag

I'm strip clubbin stickin hundreds in yo' honey ass

My brothers buggin in the background, holdin me down

Watchin these clowns as they eyeball I pay it no mind

Gettin high y'all - look at the scaffold

The night tall rap infected get the Lysol

To disinfect it you don't know me or my effin Method

That's the shit that made me ticked

When I throw the pitch, how many catch it?

Stapleton, the Wild West Park Hill

Port Richmond, Now Born, Jungle Nils

One mo' gaen - hit me with that SHIT they be smokin

Got Cali niggas loc'n, New York niggas open

John Jay phenomenon, the mega-bomb

Transformed into firearm (pow) like Megatron

You get stepped on and shit upon, I'm still calm

Knowin brothers wanna do me harm - Shaolin what?


[Outro]

(Shaolin what, huh?) {​*breaking glass*}​

Y'all niggas make room for daddy, for real

(Holla if you hear me)

We got love for those that got love for us

(Show your lust; your best bet is to roll with us)

Now go to your room (hang it up)