Good news Hip-Hoppers   The big alert has been called off   It turns out that the early reports were wrong, all wrong   Now for that clan out there that had such a tough time gettin' home   Sorry 'bout that   I guess the only thing we can do is play you a song      Yeah, do that   Yes, what what what, what what what, what?   What what what, what what what   Yea yea yea   (If you don't, lay back)   Raider Ruckus   (You catch a lazy jack)   Carlton Fisk   (Yaknahmean)   Huh, one, two   (Shaolin, what?)      Shoes full of dirt, kickin' sand on your works   Something gotta hurt, catch a case off a verse   Live in concert, kids comin' out they shirts   I'm hyped now, jumpin' in the crowd feet first   Meant it when I said it, lungs bring the pain son   Without the anesthetic, make 'em look pathetic   Needin' help from paramedic, hot with the nickle   Bust back, take 'em wit' you      Survival of the fittest, and the world out to get us   I feel it in my bones, I can feel it   In my testosterone, when it's on   Stat', bring it back, hard rap for you pussy-cat   Cognac off the meat rack, where the pussy at?   Johnny, got these niggaz mad at they mommy   Jumping on my hard salami, say what you like   In the heat of the night, I crash individuals   Splash on the mic, air-tight with the lyrical      Nigga run with it, have fun with it   Load your gun with it, and be done with it      Welcome to the Killin' Field with Johnny Dangerous   Headbanger Boogie niggaz goin' through changes      It all starts with the pad and pen, my special blend   Of herbs and spices on mic divices, murder men   Make 'em mices, I recommend, somethin' that's priceless   For you rap hooligans, claimin' you nicest   Call it what you like kid, you can even call   A psychic for all I care, still ain't got a prayer   Amongst the righteous, Blazini, cheat death like Houdini   Word to bad bird that fucked nerds in bikinis      Observe, lyrical flows you being served from the gizzard   Pluckin' your nerves with nouns and verbs   From the ghettoes to the suburbs, I must be heard   Niggaz get what niggaz deserve   You can put that on my Clan logo, Wu-Tang group for solo   Bloody up my next promo   With the blood of the next bozo, clown ass niggaz be loco   Puffin' on lye, cuckoo for cocoa      Nigga run with it, have fun with it   Load your gun with it, and be done with it      Welcome to the Killin' Field with Johnny Dangerous   Headbanger Boogie niggaz goin' through changes      Yo yo, shit be hot in the kettlepot, Twisted Metal   Bust shots til' the beef settle, forget me not   City nights get a nigga hyped, scar his life   Send him back, now he Poltergeist, ghost!   Tell him, who the number one rap most, huh?   Verbal overdose leave him comatose, huh?   The nigga with the golden throat is out to get you, Hot Nickle   Bust back and take 'em wit' you, eye for eye      Never lie, crossin' my heart, hopin' you die   Somebody pat the engineer down, I think he wired   I'm off the meat rack, quick to react, my niggaz need that   They need gas, cockin' heat back, be out like Freejack   The heat's on, you think one-eight, and Johnny's blamed   Who that nigga, burn biscuit and spit flame   Leave no witness in the fast lane with shady bitches   That only want me for my riches, I know your steez      Terror Fabulous, caution, biohazardous degrees   From this ravenous, emcees be yappin'   Meth be the co-captain, on Def Jams that's closed captioned   For hearing impaired, they get a share, now what's happenin'?   Money to share, that's why we're here   And you actin' like we can't eat, like y'all eat   Now we scrappin' out in the street, I know your crew's   Hardheaded motherfuckers and I'm just like you      Nigga run with it, have fun with it   Load your gun with it, and be done with it      Welcome to the Killin' Field with Johnny Dangerous   Headbanger Boogie niggaz goin' through changes      Welcome to the Killin' Field with Johnny Dangerous   Headbanger Boogie niggaz goin' through changes      I been in the ghetto all my life   I swore to take that bitch for better or for worse   You know what I'm sayin, that's for life nigga, y'know?   'Til death do us part      Stay tuned Hip-Hoppers   Stay tuned