Yo, this ain't a Wu-Tang type slang, know what I'm I wanna just represent the Clan you what I'm sayin? The GZA, Prince Rakeem, you what I'm sayin?, Ghostface Killah Shallah Raekwon, Inspectah Deck, Baby-U, Man, 12 O'Clock Dirty O', 62nd Assassinater, know what I'm sayin?, style is
This recorded and it's dirty and it's stinkin', funkier than Abuse, so I was thinkin' - about, droppin' this single on the lettin ya know, hey! - the kid has heart, I never myself as being Dope, but in my last jam, didn't slep on my You thought that I was weak, huh?, let me My rhymes come funkier ya grandfathers feet, so listen mister Don't you ever forget the rhyme is dirty, you couldn't even it With Comet, for even more axe, try Ajax Only mix the best, 48-tract-ya I get down with the 8 sounds that be flowin' from miless around, so let the music Shut ya ass up, then feel the uppercut, now I ya fall to ya rutt
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Cabush!!!!, can I get up? - Oof!! - Stouf!! Mad comin' at ya!, a 62nd Assassiner, strap into ya staminer A hardcore avenor, tearin' up the vibe for set Wit the of Chess, -Boxin' at your mutherfuckin' text Then ya slip, I flip, only on that combatic shit Rhymes comin straight from the pits, so toggle up Don't puddle up, better yet just duck, I'm all earth-forms Huh!, I don't play games, I make pain, or Stick it to ya ass like pain's, who in the did, ever drop shit Rammin' the mic, with 5 of death, then bombed shit Like big momma, ya long gone, along with storm But have ya not heard, Word is
62nd Assassinator, at a theatre near you It's Dirty and it's Stinkin', It's Dirty and Stinkin', Yo Dirty and it's Stinkin', Yes It's and it's Stinkin' (I tell ya somthin')
Yo!, Let me continue, verse number 2, is wild, dirty stinkin Like (? - doodoo), If ya hangin' around, ya change ya It is a bad influence, but yo!, it's my I sit and I say to myself (self), yo are you to top ya self? I drop the single for you to get a of, As I lay back Like a pillow on a sofa, gettin' paid?, yehhh!, right, it? Why asking me, G? what, what, what, what, you me My mouth is sugar, sweet as a honey bee, like a forty Stinkin' like Old-E'!, but I drink Ol' so I speak Ol' English You be Dirty and Stinkish, and if it's not, well I guess I'm not
The my friends Dirty and it's Stinkin' It's Dirty and it's Stinkin', It's and it's Stinkin', Yes It's Dirty and it's Stinkin', I It's Dirty and Stinkin' Dirty and it's Stinkin'
Over and comin through ya town