Secret Rivals Songtext
von Method Man

Hey, did you turn my mic down or?
Oh, my headphone cut off, damn

Death come to those who oppose
Knockin′ at your door, holdin' a rose in plain clothes
When I face, ice cold, lock your windows
Still I come in when the wind blows
Come in slow, suddenly your eyes close

Then your body set for your soul

It rose, turned into a black crow
And fly into the eternal night

That′s when I also take flight
I turn into a great falcon
With mighty wings, when they flap they move mountains
I leap on your back, like a wild fuckin' monkey


Eyes are bloodshot red with a growlin' tummy
Beat your fuckin′ back out like a gorilla
When I was two, I figured my way out the house of mirrors
I show up to a recording session
With no facial expression, I′m just there like I crept in
Escape through the east gate, return through the west ends
When the sun set, I'm like the West End
Beneath the moonlight, and the crescent, Priest
I have a stance that′s strong
When I perform, I transform into a sandstorm

Leavin' one third of the land torn

I′m like mice, I react strange
I'm like a terror train, I react crazy
When the weather change, I′m the father of a hurricane
Handcuff pain, I whip tornadoes with iron chains
I make volcanoes scream out my name
Niggas kill me tryna escape my wrath, through death
Don't you know I'm crazy motherfucker? I hold my breath

Slick Sluggy, one time for your motherfuckin′ mind
Wu-Tang Forever, this is just the next chamber, baby
Fish filet, fish filet, girl

We walkin′ dogs, foot soldiers, fuck you all
Guns N' Roses, play the wall
The final curtain calls every day, all day

We hurtin′ y'all, project hallways is triflin′
Public Enemy, number one
Still fightin' the power like Tyson
When nothin′ else works, start bitin'


Swallow up that weak shit they writin', spit it out
Frustrated with the line, hard for me to get it out
Intellectual, architect, bomb threat to a vegetable
Mr. Meth, you can get the left and right testicle

Step to the rear, Wu-Tang on arrival
Raised in the ghetto singin′ songs called survival

Nothin′ else matters, suspect chin, niggas shatters
Clap a mad rapper
Red dot beamin' on the blood clot splatter
University, anniversary of terror
It′s now or it's never
Ain′t no in-betweens in the Cold War

Can't hold it down, got a thousand that can hold yours
Starvin′, pardon me God, I get a charge
Like a human lightning rod, strike back with no regard
For the innocent, harder than the bricks in my tenements
Wu-Tang Forever and a day, we be killin' it

So patient, they sat there in the aisles and waited
For the testimony, hungry for a statement from the one and only
Thirsty for the ceremony at hand, true Wu die hard fans
Now look how we rock, make 'em freestyle drop
Old school like the wop
My granddaddy used to do this dance called the slop
I keep it hip hop for y′all, we don′t stop
Got ladies by the flock, no safety on the Glock

Stop, look and listen when the semi-autos pop
Your neck mocked with the rope, who can match palm?
I'm strong as a nuclear bomb, dangerously armed
Have you not prepared yourself? You′ve been warned
Gunshot to the informer, Killa Bee swarm
Caught him on the corner, Maroni, reported missing
Found him in the fetal position, shot twice
Armed with the rocket, blindfolded target
Deaded on arrival, suspenseful
Kill or be killed, pass the rifle