Yo, this ain't a Wu-Tang slang, know what I'm sayin? I wanna just the whole Clan you what I'm sayin? The GZA, Prince Rakeem, you know what I'm sayin?, 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 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 deny myself as Dope, but in my jam, didn't 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 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 from miless around, so let the music Shut ya ass up, feel the uppercut, now I make ya fall to ya rutt
[62nd
Cabush!!!!, can I get up? - Oof!! - Stouf!! Mad chamerz comin' at ya!, a 62nd Assassiner, strap ya staminer A hardcore freakin' avenor, up the vibe for set Wit the mystery of Chess, -Boxin' at your text Then ya slip, when I flip, only on that shit Rhymes comin straight from the pits, so toggle up puddle up, better yet just duck, I'm callin all earth-forms Huh!, I don't play games, I make pain, or Stick it to ya ass like pain's, who in the hell did, ever drop Rammin' the mic, with 5 fingers of death, bombed shit big momma, ya long gone, along with desert storm But have ya not heard, Word is
62nd Assassinator, comin' at a theatre you Dirty and it's Stinkin', Yeah It's and it's Stinkin', Yo It's Dirty and Stinkin', Yes It's Dirty and Stinkin' (I wanna 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 down and I say to (self), yo are you to top ya self? I drop the for you to get a dose 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' like Old-E'!, but I drink Ol' 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' It's Dirty and Stinkin', Baby It's Dirty and Stinkin', Yes It's Dirty and Stinkin', I said It's Dirty and Stinkin' Dirty and it's Stinkin'
Over and comin through ya town