4th Disciple - Shaolin What lyrics

[Method Man] I'm the ba*tard, the total package like Lex Luger Pull a sting like a yellow jacket, making maneuver Through the slum n***a 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 n***as 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 n***as askin who is .. Johnny Blaze? Get a late pa** stankin-a** (ha) s**er a** 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 a** 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 sh** 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 sh*t they be smokin Got Cali n***as loc'n, New York n***as open John Jay phenomenon, the mega-bomb Transformed into firearm (pow) like Megatron You get stepped on and sh** upon, I'm still calm Knowin brothers wanna do me harm - Shaolin what? (Shaolin what, huh?) {​*breaking gla***}​ Y'all n***as 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)