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

Straight 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 to go off on some real live Wu-shit, uh huh
[Cappa]
Ghost-FACE!
[Ghost] Lemme give y'all the bullshit hook for niggas, check it out...

Ghostface Killah]
The burners in the stash, we about the
We got females that got it that
The golden childs that bone the
See in the place that bit my style

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

[Ghostface
Y'all be to the crackheads, everybody listen up
I one of my bitches, the hoe ain't trick enough
Word life to big screen Don, tapping out
With starwriters like I fucked Celine
Stuck everything that's the god's beyond
We airin' niggas out that's the type shit we on
Official Wu-Tang
Flood your space with big waves like you set an anchor

the Chef]
Yo, I drink gallons of Crew, play the big part
niggas got squid on the grill, selling kids
Finesse notes, yo, the Guess on with the best
swede one matching hat with the grey gun
Niggas be rhymin' for nothing, my team pull up
We all throw down y'all broke niggas frontin'
Lines come digital stupid, my team got
'nuff jury on, bet I'm still and I'm coopin'
Two of my silverbacks run through a pack of your
Front on react and sippin' Cog-i-nac so dude
I'm with these cracks dude

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

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

[Method
I remember in the elevators when we was corners
Now we play the corners and the cops is on us, (uh)
Staten's the war is
where the system's running out of warrants
Where TNT be jumping out the
For I can't call it
you see I Lucy cuz she Lawless
Exactly like 1-0-3-0-4 is
Snitch swallow your tongue
know the island I'm from
And y'all don't want no problems them

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

[Inspektah
We grindin', to the bone
My name grounded in
I'm Mr. Violence we loungin' Chrome
Mr. Violence we lounge in his home, hit the on Rome
Shining a hundred thousand in stones
Move mountains with poems, got a for dinero
1-6-zero my songs we elbows
The cling, sho thing, we know kings
dime dikes, with minds right, we choose Queens

[Masta
Yeah we like rockstars who smash guitars
Yo son split his face the toast, he ain't Ghost
It's no joke iron coat rife him the stroke
One brains float, shot to the throat
Before the smoke hit, the killing
On the crime
Body on the
Eyes open from the
Of popped in the neck
Yet he had a lit cigarette between his fingertips
Danger when you into the chamber with the master
Disaster, blast ya, cuz I hafta

The rat pack is back from the of Stat'
Leave you off, cuz you worship the gat
The first one to snap off the Smirnoff
Blow the ear off, let him floss he the boss
Handcuffed, to the like, Wizard Theodore
See pure, let iy rain curly ounces
Bang him with the that hang from the trousers
You don't want no drama, I'm fast
That nigga up and did the Damon Dash (Dash..)