Yo, this ain't a Wu-Tang type slang, know I'm sayin? I wanna represent the whole Clan you know I'm sayin? The GZA, Prince Rakeem, you know what I'm sayin?, Killah Shallah Raekwon, Inspectah Deck, Baby-U, Method Man, 12 Dirty O', 62nd Assassinater, know I'm sayin?, style is coming
This recorded and dirty and it's stinkin', funkier than regular Abuse, so I was thinkin' - about, droppin' this on the charts lettin ya know, hey! - the kid has heart, I never deny as being Dope, but in my last jam, didn't slep on my You thought I was weak, huh?, let me speak My rhymes come funkier than ya feet, so listen mister Don't you forget the rhyme is dirty, you couldn't even clean it Comet, for even more axe, some try Ajax Only mix the best, 48-tract-ya I get down with the 8 sounds Lyrics that be flowin' from miless around, so let the 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 chamerz comin' at ya!, a 62nd Assassiner, into ya staminer A hardcore avenor, tearin' up the vibe for set Wit the mystery of Chess, -Boxin' at your text Then ya slip, I flip, only on that combatic shit Rhymes straight from the fuckin' pits, so toggle up Don't puddle up, better yet just duck, I'm callin all Huh!, I play games, I make pain, or migraines Stick it to ya ass like pain's, who in the hell did, ever drop Rammin' the mic, 5 fingers of death, then bombed shit Like big momma, ya long gone, along with desert But have ya not heard, Word is
62nd Assassinator, at a theatre near you It's Dirty and it's Stinkin', Dirty and it's Stinkin', Yo It's Dirty and Stinkin', Yes It's and it's Stinkin' (I tell ya somthin')
Yo!, Let me continue, verse number 2, style is wild, dirty Like (? - doodoo), If ya hangin' around, ya ya mind It is a bad influence, but yo!, it's my I sit and I say to myself (self), yo are you ready to top ya 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 me, G? what, what, what, what, you know me My is sugar, sweet as a honey bee, taste 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 A-S-O-N my It's Dirty and Stinkin' It's Dirty and Stinkin', Baby It's and it's Stinkin', Yes It's and it's Stinkin', I said It's Dirty and Stinkin' It's Dirty and Stinkin'
Over and comin through ya town