Yo, this ain't a Wu-Tang type slang, know I'm sayin? I just represent the whole Clan you know I'm sayin? The GZA, Prince Rakeem, you what I'm sayin?, Ghostface Killah Raekwon, Inspectah Deck, Baby-U, Method Man, 12 O'Clock Dirty O', 62nd Assassinater, what I'm sayin?, style is coming
This recorded and it's dirty and it's stinkin', than regular Abuse, so I was - about, droppin' this single on the charts lettin ya know, hey! - the kid has heart, I never myself as being Dope, but in my jam, didn't slep on my notes You thought that I was weak, huh?, let me My rhymes funkier than ya grandfathers feet, so listen mister you ever forget the rhyme is dirty, you couldn't even clean it With Comet, for even more axe, try Ajax Only mix with the best, I get down the 8 sole sounds Lyrics that be flowin' from miless around, so let the Shut ya ass up, then feel the uppercut, now I make ya fall to ya
Assassin:]
Cabush!!!!, can I get up? - Oof!! - Stouf!! Mad chamerz comin' at ya!, a 62nd Assassiner, strap ya staminer A freakin' avenor, tearin' up the vibe for set Wit the mystery of Chess, -Boxin' at your mutherfuckin' Then ya slip, when I flip, only on that combatic Rhymes comin from the fuckin' pits, so toggle up Don't puddle up, better yet just duck, I'm all earth-forms Huh!, I play games, I make pain, or migraines it to ya ass like pain's, who in the hell did, ever drop shit Rammin' the mic, 5 fingers of death, then bombed shit Like big momma, ya long gone, along with desert But ya not heard, Word is bond
62nd Assassinator, comin' at a near you It's and it's Stinkin', Yeah It's and it's Stinkin', Yo Dirty and it's Stinkin', Yes It's Dirty and Stinkin' (I tell ya somthin')
Yo!, Let me continue, verse number 2, is wild, dirty stinkin (? - doodoo), If ya hangin' around, ya change ya mind 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 the single for you to get a dose of, As I lay back a pillow on a sofa, gettin' paid?, yehhh!, right, would 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' English so I Ol' English You be Dirty and Stinkish, and if it's not, well I guess I'm not
The my friends It's Dirty and it's It's and it's Stinkin', Baby Dirty and it's Stinkin', Yes It's and it's Stinkin', I said It's Dirty and Stinkin' Dirty and it's Stinkin'
Over and Wu-Tang through ya town