I Get My Thang In Action

{"Good wu tang martial expertThere's not many who can match up with him"}

He'll give you a heart condition

If you fuck around like that there

Tell you it ain't no good for the bloodstream

You know god damn whatever and uhh

It's dumb and big, it's dumb and big

Mira, Meth-

Tical comin' through with the suu

Lie in cut for y'all

Check it out

Niggaz wanna test my steez, nigga please

I black that eye like peas, you better freezein your tracks, a

Wu-Tang killer bee's on ya back

I comes for the honey plus the phat money sack

You want it all?

Yeah I want it all like that

I stab my own moms in the back for a stack

Niggaz like, "Damn, why you want it like that?"

Why is that?'

Cause I'm a dog, and

I got no love for the cat

Attitude's cold like the

North polar cap

Where I do my dirt's a little further down the map is that so?

A little Buckwhylin

Island called

Stat'Where niggaz carry gats in they

Black Moon hat

Now I'm mad known for the bones and the rap

And youse an unknown with a faulty contract

Wake up and smell the

Met-chod motherfucker contact

Villain in the cypher from the foe when head crack

An Indian giver and

I'm out to take it back

Shaolin Island, baby where you at?

A runaway train that be runnin' on ya track

That's how it's goin down, yeah, it's goin down like that

I gets my thang in action

To live, to love, to see, to learn

Yo! Tell em what's happenin'

What's happenin?

I'll tell yo' ass what's happenin

Tell 'em what's happenin

It's goin' on out here, brothers ain't got no peers

And they smokin' funny shuddup yo' damn mouth!

I swing funky rap routines and tap the jaws

Spot ya twenty points and you still can't score

Nuttin' 'cause you ain't got no points in this game

Kid you frontin'

I'm home run hittin', you be buntin'

Fresh out the toilet,

I got my shit together

When I'm good,

I'm good, when bad,

I'm better

You want it?

Whatever I'll be the stormy weather

Rain comin down, so weatherproof your leather

Jacket, a nigga with a axe couldn't hack it

I spark 'em like a match

Coming back it's the met chod, say it loud

I'm the met-chod man clap yo' hands, now check it

See me in the mix, rollin' fat, bustin' flicks

While my physical brother came through and got me lift

Niggaz, that

I walk by, give me the eye

The moment is fuckin' me up, killin' my high

Nigga get back, ya pussy cat,

I'm fearsome

Basically that,

I'm all of that, and then some

While I, was out on tour, goin' berserk

I heard you was at the sandbox and kickin' dirt

All on my name but you can't pull my file

You don't know me and you don't know my style

Comin' out dere like dat dere,

YeaEven Grizzly

Adams couldn't bear

I taught the boy everything he know

Go on, you bad motherfuckers

See I told you that kid go back to that

DolemiteEverybody needs to love

DolemiteI love

Dolemite, you love

DolemiteHey, how you doin nigga,

I know you

Knowin' I didn't when

I didMeth-tical shit,

I told the boy

If ya can't get yourself a ten

The least you can do is spark five two's

And we out, method yea