Tank Supa Sexy Lyrics

One Man Track Listing
CD 1
  • 1 Interlude
  • 2 One Man (intro)
  • 3 One Man
  • 4 Supa Sexy
  • 5 My Place
  • 6 Unpredictable
  • 7 Cake & Ice Cream (feat. Heat)
  • 8 Close (feat. Moowett)
  • 9 I'm the Reason
  • 10 Make Me Wanna Sing (feat. Sparkle)
  • 11 Let Me Live (feat. Mannie Fresh)
  • 12 Party Like a Thug (feat. Baby)
  • 13 I Wanna Be That
  • 14 No Way
  • 15 Club
  • 16 So Many Times
  • 17 Better Man
  • 18 I Still Believe

  • [repeating in background:] "rock, the body body - rock the body body"
    Dino the dart specialist
    Golden Arms, yo
    Meth-Tical, John John do your thing thing
    What? Check it
    The all eye seein, heavenly divine
    The truth brings out, the temper in my spine
    A Hill sound again, feelin symptoms that bit me
    I feel for you victims, with everything up in me (uh-huh)
    A head ringa, stuffed in sidewalls of frenzy
    Back the fuck up, cause I'm stimmi off the Remi
    A semi bloodshot eye, donkey dick of nuts
    Every cut, I split and try and felt the guts (what?)
    Nigga what, earthquakin speech, woofer hissin
    The razor faced victims, WHEW, that's what kissed em
    Appropriate precaution, surroundin, certain it curtains
    I'm dumbfounded, I'm poundin, the pavement
    for mental enslavement, I'm cravin, a misbehavin savior
    America the grave for gun wavers (what?)
    The wave runners, what the blood seed again
    Make you wonder, about the thunder underneath the skin (hmm)
    The sapphire rhymes slap fire out your minds
    with right timin, bite with vampire rhymes
    [Method Man:]
    Hmm, eye spy, with my crooked eye
    Full metal street soldiers, born to die
    Put em up yeah fuck yeah, when it's Hammertime
    niggaz can't be touched here, the true and livin
    Night vision unseen, like Jean
    when I hack men The Unforgiven, left in prison
    in the Wu-Tang dirty dungeon, now you succumbin
    to my twelve part dirty dozens, flabbergasted
    by tracks that be Tru Mastered, opposites attract
    beef plus they ass backwards, stick yourself
    til I'm felt, this ass whoopin, is bein dealt
    Like hot beans-and-butter nigga, I got the belt
    What the deal huh? Swing low, sweet chariot
    I walk the Underground Railroad, with Harriett
    Just a slave to the rhythm - victims I'm like alien
    About to put that shit up in em, I Can't Live
    Without My Radio, a 100 Miles and Runnin
    T2 Judgment comin, nobody's safe
    when I reminisce about Case, still hit the staircase
    when the coppers give chase, I give em finger
    The only hip-hop singer, to tell America
    to kiss his Killer Bee stinger, nothin can save ya
    from this major misbehavior, heavy hands
    layin corners in the elevator, guard your grill
    I speculate, get my darts straight, don't exaggerate
    Dictate, do it with the Papermate, set the plate
    set the bait, checkmate, fuckin with cha mental state
    Double take, meditate, earthquake, VGL contemplate
    Big boys integrate; catch you at the sess skate
    Army tank, high rank, got the bank
    Got the shank talk the talk walk the walk from New York
    to Up North to downstate to L.A., to all day
    To cliches to instant replays, to all the DJ's
    To BJ's in the PJ's, equality days
    With money like legs I plant eggs, Pele roundhead
    The dog bred, snakes runnin from red, catch dead
    Raekwon is on, take your uniform, we perform
    shit like gangs in Now Born, check for new Don
    Fuck a Yukon, you been warned, we the realest
    We never were conned, duffed out and knowledge born
    [repeat til fade:] ("Rock, the body body - rock the body body")

    Artists A to Z: