Yo, ain't a Wu-Tang type slang, know what I'm sayin? I just represent the whole Clan you know what I'm The GZA, Prince Rakeem, you what I'm sayin?, Ghostface Killah Shallah Raekwon, 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', funkier regular Abuse, so I was - about, droppin' this single on the charts ya know, hey! - the kid has heart, I never deny myself as being Dope, but in my last jam, slep on my notes You thought I was weak, huh?, let me speak My rhymes come funkier than ya feet, so listen mister Don't you ever forget the rhyme is dirty, you couldn't clean it With Comet, for even more axe, some try Only mix with the best, I get down with the 8 sounds Lyrics be flowin' from miless around, so let the music 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, into ya staminer A hardcore freakin' avenor, tearin' up the for set Wit the mystery of Chess, -Boxin' at your text Then ya slip, when I flip, only on that combatic Rhymes comin straight the fuckin' pits, so toggle up Don't puddle up, better yet just duck, I'm callin all Huh!, I don't games, I make pain, or migraines Stick it to ya ass like pain's, who in the hell did, drop shit Rammin' the mic, with 5 fingers of death, bombed shit Like big momma, ya long gone, along with storm But ya not heard, Word is bond
62nd Assassinator, at a theatre near you It's Dirty and Stinkin', Yeah It's Dirty and Stinkin', Yo Dirty and it's Stinkin', Yes It's Dirty and Stinkin' (I wanna 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!, my rhyme I sit down and I say to (self), yo are you ready to top ya I drop the single for you to get a dose of, As I lay Like a 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, taste like a Stinkin' like Old-E'!, but I drink Ol' English so I speak Ol' You gotta be Dirty and Stinkish, and if it's not, well I I'm not
The A-S-O-N my It's Dirty and Stinkin' It's Dirty and Stinkin', Baby It's Dirty and Stinkin', Yes It's and it's Stinkin', I said It's Dirty and it's Dirty and it's Stinkin'
Over and Wu-Tang comin ya town