Yo, this ain't a Wu-Tang type slang, know what I'm I wanna represent the whole Clan you what 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 dirty and it's stinkin', funkier than regular Abuse, so I was thinkin' - about, this single on the charts 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 that I was weak, huh?, let me speak My rhymes come than ya grandfathers feet, so listen mister Don't you ever the rhyme is dirty, you couldn't even clean it With Comet, for even more axe, some try Only mix with the best, I get down with the 8 sounds Lyrics that be flowin' 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 chamerz at ya!, a 62nd Assassiner, strap into ya staminer A hardcore avenor, tearin' up the vibe for set Wit the mystery of Chess, at your mutherfuckin' text Then ya slip, when I flip, only on combatic shit Rhymes comin straight from the fuckin' pits, so up Don't puddle up, better yet just duck, I'm callin all Huh!, I don't play games, I pain, or migraines Stick it to ya ass like pain's, who in the did, ever drop shit Rammin' the mic, with 5 fingers of death, then shit Like big momma, ya long gone, along desert storm But ya not heard, Word is bond
62nd Assassinator, comin' at a theatre you It's and it's Stinkin', Yeah Dirty and it's Stinkin', Yo It's and it's Stinkin', Yes Dirty and it's Stinkin' (I tell ya somthin')
Yo!, Let me continue, number 2, style is wild, dirty stinkin Like (? - doodoo), If ya around, ya change ya mind It is a bad influence, but yo!, my rhyme 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, as a honey bee, taste like a forty Stinkin' Old-E'!, but I drink Ol' English so I speak Ol' English You gotta be Dirty and Stinkish, and if it's not, I guess I'm not
The A-S-O-N my It's and it's Stinkin' Dirty and it's Stinkin', Baby It's Dirty and 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