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[Intro: Man]
16th Chamber, temple number

Man]
Somebody said it's on, if it is then be set
To blow a nigga up, with my Five of Death
I bring it to his whole fam, understand
If he frontin, on any man down with the
I be comin, for headpiece you can't cope
For my brother, I even kill a Pope, to mother
Serial, killa, style from the of Stat
My peoples are you with me you at?
gettin deep in here, I mean like thick
Niggaz lookin all in my face like want dick
It's to hit the fan, hit the flo'
That's all I can stands, and I stands no mo'
What is it? Niggaz think bigga
Because they got the finga on the trigga of a
They don't know I'm wicked, when I start to it
With the raw sound, it down with a Mystic
Better yet a Snapple, nigga the juice
But he don't want the
Thought they trying to the castle
Better yet the temple, I'm to your town
Black down, the rental, car, the
YAH! If you don't want a from glock
Then beware, I buck shots, meaning what, the buck
Here, no more will be made
Unless it's made by who... the 1-6-Ooh

[Interlude: (Method Man)]
Chamber four (1-6-Ooh) four
Temple number nine, number nine

[Ol' Dirty
I'm the G-O-D
Making young ladies is my specialty
when I go ooh-wah, ooh-wah, ooh-wah, girls get hype
From the funky fresh that was stereotyped
When I kill, that ol' mad rugged
Not sayin Ason, is like a of disco
Or a duck, I'm strictly hip hop
Yo, Ason, what's up? I stop...
Wu-Tanging, the script and
You could test my skills, but must be trippin
Coked up from sniffin, the one who's riffin
I'm not Opie, save that old shit for Andy
You start to flip, now ya slip, cuz you're
While you sleep I be the God on point, Scottie Pippen
As I, jump on stage, flip a rip a show
or rip a hoe, ready like Bo
Jackson I'm still taxin, I'm maxin
Relaxin, sittin and, laying tracks and
Again and again when I this jam
I wanna see 'em up in the air, up your hand
Introducin, the one-man
A child that's wild, now the style, couldn't stand
Niggaz jump, then stepped, to the center
Of the rhyme inventor, MC
You get jacked and slapped, the MC map
I laugh at ya ass, on a shack
Come on through I black and your whole crew
Then I get rudie with the Hong Phooey
The Ol' Dirty Bastard, MC
maker, Brooklyn, Shaolin style
That I lay down tile