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[Intro: (RZA)] Bob Digi, U G.O.D, Raekwon the Chef, the Inspektah
M.E.T.H.O.D. (Man), the B.O.B.B., straight up, Killa, the Gza, the Genius..
It's the Ol' Diiiirty Bastard! [music starts]

[ODB] Up..turn it up, the headphones, turn it up..yo you here me?
[Cappadonna] Toney?
Wsup don' don'..
All the way up..
[Ghost]You how we do..
[Cappa] get this paper together..
[Ghost]You motherfuckin' Pa, uh huh.
[Cappa] That's right, nigga..
[ODB]That's as far as it
[Ghost] Sound about to go off on some real Wu-shit, uh huh
[Cappa]
Ghost-FACE!
[Ghost] Lemme give y'all the bullshit for y'all niggas, check it out...

Ghostface Killah]
The burners in the stash, we the cash
We got that got it like that
The golden childs that bone the
See niggas in the place that bit my

I'm a singer, dancer, we bulletproof brothers
got the answerrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.....
Cuz if I had a chance, to do it
I will still keep the in my pants, uh

Killah]
Y'all be nice to the crackheads, listen up
I shot one of my bitches, the hoe ain't enough
life to big screen Don, tapping dustbones out
With starwriters like I fucked Dion
Stuck everything that's the god's beyond
We niggas out that's the type shit that we on
Official Wu-Tang
Flood space with big waves like you didn't set an anchor

[Raekwon the
Yo, I drink heavy of Crew, play the big part
got squid on the grill, selling kids Clarks
Finesse notes, yo, the Guess on with the pose
Yellow one matching hat with the grey gun
be rhymin' for nothing, then my team pull up
We all throw y'all broke niggas stay frontin'
Lines come digital stupid, my team got
'nuff on, bet I'm still live and I'm coopin'
Two of my silverbacks run through a pack of your
on react and sippin' Cog-i-nac so relax dude
Know I'm with these cracks

Yo, 1, 2...Dirt McGirt!
Solid tone smith 5th shots, lick shots
Leave your head like a monk with 6 dots
Brooklyn, Zoo, Zoo (Yo)
Brooooklynnnnnnn....ZOO! (Yo!)

It's the return of Bin Laden, grab armor
Smash pretty boy niggas, crush they
Eat bones with alligators, roll deep, with my
My crew's fresh out the bars
Diggler, AKA the Cab
Drop him off in the middle of
Dirty Island, drag bodies to the
Knock out hurtin' my hand

[Method
I remember in the elevators when we was playin'
Now we the corners and the cops is stayin' on us, (uh)
where the war is
where the court system's running out of
Where TNT be out the Taurus
For real I call it
you see I love cuz she Lawless
Exactly that 1-0-3-0-4 is
Snitch swallow your tongue
know the island I'm from
And y'all don't want no problems with

We got a history, full of lightning
Conceptual it ain't no mystery
vision, from giants in every way
Rap czars, flows for every day
From the East to the ville, the West to the hills
rhymes, encouraging skill
From rat packs, the smallest were enormous
They hit 'em fast, an effortless performance
MCs start fleeing in
Especially those that's more sensitive to and shock

[Inspektah
We grindin', to the bone
My grounded in stone
I'm Mr. we loungin' with Chrome
Mr. Violence we lounge in his home, hit the housing on
Shining like a hundred in stones
mountains with poems, got a jones for dinero
1-6-zero my we throwin' elbows
The hoes cling, sho thing, we know
Only dime dikes, with minds right, we Queens

Killa]
Yeah we like rockstars who smash guitars
Yo son split his face with the toast, he ain't
It's no joke iron coat rife him the stroke
One toke float, shot to the throat
the smoke hit, witness the killing
On the crime
on the block
Eyes open the shock
Of being popped in the
Yet he had a lit cigarette between his fingertips
Danger you step into the chamber with the master
Disaster, gotta ya, cuz I hafta

The rat is back from the island of Stat'
Leave you off, cuz you worship the gat
The first one to snap drunk off the
Blow the ear off, let him floss he the boss
Handcuffed, to the turntables like, Theodore
See it's pure, let iy rain curly
Bang him the thing that hang from the trousers
You want no drama, I'm flaming fast
That jumped up and did the Damon Dash (Dash..)