Mr.Sandman （造梦先生）（explicit ）-Method Man （方法人）/Inspectah Deck

This is

Serious the craziest d-da

Day-da danger dangerous style

Lyrical shots from the glock

Bust bullet holes on the chops

I want the number one spot

With the science of a giant

New York defiant

Brutal like domestic violence

Silence of the Lambs

Occurred when I slammed in

Foes grab their chairs

To be mad as Ralph Cramden

Others come with sh*t

As silly as Art Carney

But my Tetley triplies

More kids than Barney

Nobody must stress

There's three bags of sess

A damn I rest playing chess yes

My thoughts be sneaky

Like a crook from Brooklyn

When you ain't lookin'

I take the queen with the rook then

I get vexed layin'phat trax on Ampex

Amorphous God gettin'drunk

Off a triple X

Violent time

I got more love than valentines

The violent mind

I blast with a silent nine

My hazardous thoughts

To cut the mic's life support short

Brains get stained like tablecloths

When I let off

Powerful poetry pushed point

Past the of no return

Leavin'mics with third burnsdegree

Let me at 'em

I cramp your style like a spasm

Track em through the mud

Then I bag 'em

We're screaming hardcore

Hip-hop drips out my balls

And I be raw

For four score plus seven more

I strike like a bowling ball

Holding y'all hostage

Like jail electrifying the third rail

Peep the smash

On paragraphs of ruckus

Wu-Tang

Clan ain't nuttin'ta f**k wit

Hot time summer in the city

My people represent get busy

The heat seeker

On a mission from Hell's kitchen

I gets in where

I fits in for head touchin'listen

Enemy is the industry got me flippin'

I don't give a f**k tell that b**ch

And a ni**a

I'm killin'snipin'

Catchin'murder cases

Desert stormin'

I be searchin'for Oasis

As I run a mile with a racist

Pullin'swords hit the Billboard

With a bullet

Peace to the number seven

Everybody else get the fo'nine

Three eleven

I don't know what's going on

If you can take us there

Yo watch me bang

The headpiece there's no survival

My flow lights up the block

Like a homicidal

Murder underground beef

For the burger

P L O criminal you thoughts

Never heard of

I switch the city never sleeps

Life's a b**ch

I sh*t runnin'Emmitt through

B**ches Smithlike

Caution niggaz best to

Be careful crossin'

The street before they end up

Layin'in a coffin'

Don't sleep

Niggaz tend to forget however

Peep this my ni**a

Case lives forever

What evil lurks in the heart of men

It be the shadow

Street life flowin'again

I had a plot scheme

That I knew for sure

Only one kick would

Knock the hinges off the door

The jerk tried to jet

Sabrina at his neck

Thirteen pounds

On the table plus a tec

Just when I said

"Where the f**k's the cream "

Another jerk came out the kitchen

With the M 16

He tried to cock it

Blast these shots like rockets

Crushed his collarbone

Ripped his arm out the socket

My move for the table was swift

I got my hostage

The ni**a tried to stab you God

But I dodged it

Niggaz said

"Carlton youse a ill motherf**ker"

'Cause I made

It look like they both killed

Each other

And I'm ou