Lyrics Shadowboxin' - Method Man , DJ Muggs
[Special
technique]
fuck
that
[Special
technique
of
shadowboxing]
God
damn
(The
gza,
God
damn!)
pledge
allegiance
to
the
hip-hop!
(Method,
God
damn!)
I
pledge
allegiance
to
the
hip-hop
(Uh,
yeah,
ahh,
uh)
johnny
blaze
I
pledge
allegiance
to
the
hip-hop
(Johnny
blaze)
maximilli-on
Maximilli-on
I
breaks
it
down
to
the
bone
gristle
Ill
speaking
scud
missle
heat
seeking
Johnny
blazing,
nightmares
like
wes
craven
Niggaz
gunnin,
my
third
eye
seen
it
coming
Before
it
happen
You
know
about
them
fucking
staten
Kids
they
smashin
Everything
huh,
in
any
shape
form
or
fashion
Now
everybody
talking
bout
they
blastin,
hmmm
Is
you
bustin
steel
or
is
you
flashin?
hmmm
Talkin
out
your
asshole
You
shoulda
learnt
about
the
flow
and
peasy
afro
Ticallion
stallion,
chinky
eye
and
snot
nosed
From
my
naps
to
the
bunion
on
my
big
toe
I
keeps
it
movin,
know
just
what
the
fuck
I'm
doin
Rap
insomniac,
fiend
to
catch
a
nigga
snoozing
Slip
the
cardiac
arrest
me,
excorcist
hip-hop
posess
me
Crunch
a
nigga
like
a
nestle,
you
know
my
steez
Burning
to
the
third
degree,
sneaky
ass
alley
cat
top
pedigree
The
head
toucher,
industry
party
bum
rusher
You
don't
like
it
dick
up
in
ya
fuck
ya
(Allow
me
to
demonstrate)
that's
right,
you
corny-ass
(The
skill
of
shaolin)
rap
motherfuckers
(The
special
technique)
better
go
back
and
check
(Of
shadowboxing)
your
fuckin
stacks
(Shadowboxing)
cause
your
naps
ain't
nappy
enough
And
your
reefs
ain't
rugged
enough
Bitch
I
slayed
mc's
back
in
the
rec
room
era
My
style
broke
motherfuckin
backs
like
ken
patera
Most
rap
niggaz
came
loud
but
unheard
Once
I
pulled
ut,
round
em
off
to
the
nearest
third
Check
these
non
visual
niggaz,
with
tapes
and
a
portrait
Flood
the
seminar,
tryin
to
orbit
this
corporate
Indsutry,
but
what
them
niggaz
can't
see
Must
break
through
like
the
wu,
unexpectedly
Protect
ya
neck,
my
sword
still
remain
imperial
Before
I
blast
the
mic,
rza
scratch
off
the
serial
We
reign
all
year
round
from
june
to
june
While
niggaz
bite
immediately
if
not
soon
Set
the
lynchin,
and
form
the
execution
date
As
this
two
thousand
beyond
slang
suffocate
Amplify
sample
through
vacumn
tubes
compressions
Cause
rza,
to
charge
niggaz
twenty
g's
a
session
When
my
mind
start
to
clickin,
and
the
strategy
Is
mastered
the
plot
thickens,
this
be
that
wu
shit
I
don't
give
a
cotten-pickin
fuck
About
a
brother
tryin
to
size
a
nigga
up,
I
hold
my
own
Hard-hat
protect
your
dome
Look
at
mama
baby
boy
actin
like
he
grown
No
time
for
sleep,
I
gets
deep
as
a
baritone
Killa
bee,
that
be
holdin
down
his
honeycomb,
loungin
son
Wu
brother
number
one,
protect
your
neck
Flying
guillotines
here
they
come,
bloody
bastards
Hard
times
and
killer
tactics,
spittin
words
plus
Semi-automatic
slurs,
peep
the
graphic
Novel
from
the
genie
bottle,
hit
the
clutch
Shift
the
gear
now,
full
throttle,
time
to
bungee
To
the
next
episode,
I
keeps
it
grungy
Hand
on
my
nutsac,
and
spittin
lung-ghies
At
a
wack
nigga
dat,
don't
understand
the
fact
When
it
come
to
rza
tra-cks
I
don't
know
how
to
act
Real
rap
from
the
stat,
killa
hill
projects
How
to
be
exact,
break
it
down
All
and
together
now
Things
are
getting
good
looking
better
now
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1 Double Dueces
2 Uh Huh (remix) (Produced by J-Love)
3 Protect Ya Neck
4 Wu Tang Ain't Nuthin to Fuck Wit
5 Mr. Sandman
6 All I Need (LP version)
7 All I Need (Razor Sharp mix)
8 All I Need (Bad Boy mix)
9 Shadowboxin'
10 Buck 50
11 Ya'll Been Warned
12 Fast Shadow
13 Dirty & Stinkin
14 A Bitch Is a Bitch
15 Ice Cream Man
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