Poisonous Darts

'Lets see you try the water technique! Hai! Ha, ha!
(sounds of fists and a whoosh of air followed by a punch)
The sky is high, the cloud is low
But my water technique is hard to think
that the earth, can absorb water, hai! Hai!'
Yeah... word up... gotta zip my coat
Yeah...
'The sky is high, the cloud is low' (**** him)
'But my water technique is hard to think' (yeah, check the live shit)
'that the earth, can absorb water, hai! Hai!' (uhh)
[Verse One: Ghostface Killah]
What the **** I got the moonshine, word to God lets get it on
Clap your heels two times, grab the magic wand
Nameless, these stonewashed cats leave him brainless
Showin out of this world, stranded on Uranus
With coke and a dollar bill stems and crack capsules
Take a blast fool but we trap up crews its natural
like soybean, burn like a laser beam
My vaccine I shoot it firm and it connects like sideburns
The segment, rare fragment comes together
like magnets, attract heads capture like Dragnet
Goin through mad phases, of all ages
Killa beez locked the **** up behind cages
The Genovese swallow this line and caught a freeze
Press call ID for me to quote more degrees
The fortune teller Tucker sleepin gas umbrella
A war where theyre gunnin in the back of Armanbella
Now who, dont believe that cash must rule
I dont eat beef, I slap blood out of Purdue
Keep a Wallace mic, mics on strike the session
Its over, I file this and glow like flourescent
*Raekwon sings some shit over Water Technique samples*
[Verse Two: Ghostface Killah]
Yo yo, methods of blow like snow constant cashflow
Rockin a Shaft afro, Tony got mad glow
with hoes, mega powder drippin from they nose
****in Jet magazine *****es with, wild ***** pose
Send em for the whole night, daily venom horror snake bites
Only Built 4 Cuban Link kings who shoot dice
Holdin money thats convertable, beds with feathered bags
With the mongoose your mans got two seeds down in Bagdad
You onionhead niggaz spread out and parlay
Yo Rae these itch days get crashed with ash trays
I pull stings like, guitar strings down in Spain
Im so hyped Jakes label God 'crack *******'
Why Equality Self God, yeah yeah you know it kid
Ricki ****ed up, and G-Pac, blow his wig
hes rockin Wu Wear, the latest in fleece uniform
Hes a newborn, look at money swearin like hes on
But anyway back to furry kangols Jamaican wallabees
My back is on the wall, bombin devils with trick-knowledgy
My heart is cold like Russia, got jerked at The Source awards
Next year two hundred niggaz comin with swords!