Tical

"You've been lucky, I wish I got you last time

En garde, I'll let you try my Wu-Tang style"

"I'd like to try your Wu-Tang style, let's begin then"

What's that shit that they be smokin'? Tical tical, tical

Pass it over here, tical, tical, tical

What's that shit that they be smokin'? Tical tical, tical

Pass it over here, tical, tical, tical

Check it, I got styles, all of 'em sick

**** ain't fit to walk a mile in the dead man's kicks

I make 'em shit about a pile of bricks to show

He ain't nothing but another unknown John Doe

That wanna flow, here it is, coming up shit's creek

I come to throw monkey wrenches in your program, sleep

And I'ma grow like a rash on ya nasty ass

In a whip, with no brakes and I'm hitting the gas

It's a bird, it's a plane, take a look in the sky

Method Man on some shit, **** call me The Fly

'Cause my style dates back to hopping turnstiles

Pay ya fare, if ya cutie in the chair, you can bet I'll

Get severe on the double, I harass it

I don't look for trouble, I'm already trouble

Ya bastard, check the wicked flows that I crafted

I'm another deadly venom style to be mastered

By a psychopathic, way beyond an average

Joe, with a hellafied flow, there ya have it

What's that shit that they be smokin'? Tical tical, tical

Pass it over here, tical, tical, tical

What's that shit that they be smokin'? Tical tical, tical

Pass it over here, tical, tical, tical

One-two, uh, one-two, one-two

One-two, uh, one-two, one-two

One-two, uh, one-two, one-two

One-two, uh, check it out

What goes off? What goes on? The Meth shit

That we got is to stay high, no question

Lethal weapon, ain't no time for half steppin''

When brothers start wettin' everything in ya section

Move that, **** came strapped, should've knew that

Do that, pussycat rap, boy, I'll screw that

To' up, from the flow up, don't even show up

To the battle, I heard you rattle, now hold up

Is there a fucking snake in my garden?

Starvin' for a rap treat, steppin' on my feet

Pardon your delf, before ya find your delf

In a fucked up situation, without no help

I'm not playin' 'cause I don't play with nobody, goddamn kid

Know what I'm sayin'? I'm peeling **** wigs

I be sprayin' brothers with words

'Cause I gotta spit problem

Tical, tical, tical

Pass it over here, tical, tical, tical

What's that shit that they be smokin'? Tical tical, tical

Pass it over here, tical, tical, tical

One-two, uh, one-two, one-two

One-two, uh (Stick a fat tical in your butt, yeah baby fuckin' with tical)

(Yeah, **** better recognize, tical)