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