Correction Paroles Judgement Day (Tricky Remix) par Method Man

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Space, the Final Frontier
These are the voyages of the Starship Tical
Whose ongoing mission is to seek out new life
New worlds, new civilizations
To boldly go where no man has gone before

As I walk in the shadow of death
Sixteen men on a dead man's chest
Your host this E, Mr. H-O-T
N-I-X, you get splashed with the Tec
Nobody go 'til the God say so
You got a second or more to run for the door
Before I blow back off the map, contact
You didn't know Stat' could get down like that
Who want come test rocket launcher, yes
Mr. Meth, hold the fort, most def
Cats is dead wrong, song's too long
Get swung on, can't we all get along?
See my pinkie, see my thumb
See that kid with the pump shotgun?
Bust your gums, leave your whole sh*t numb
Hmm, now what's this? Smell like fish
Mr. Big Mouth, the gat be trout
You need to douche out your style no doubt
Johnny struck through the Shaolin slum
Prum-prum-prum on my Shaolin drum
n***as don't dare step in the square
Kids ain't playing over here, playa
Only one way, and that's my way
Grim Reaper calling, Judgement Day

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