Yo, this ain't a Wu-Tang type slang, know I'm sayin? I just represent the whole Clan you know I'm sayin? The GZA, Prince Rakeem, you know what I'm sayin?, Killah Shallah Raekwon, Deck, Baby-U, Method Man, 12 O'Clock Dirty O', Assassinater, know 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, droppin' this single on the lettin ya know, hey! - the kid has heart, I never 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 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 down with the 8 sounds Lyrics that be from miless around, so let the music ya ass up, then feel 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 Then ya slip, when I flip, only on that combatic comin straight from the fuckin' pits, so toggle 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 hell did, ever drop Rammin' the mic, with 5 fingers of death, then shit Like big momma, ya long gone, along with desert But have ya not heard, Word is
62nd Assassinator, comin' at a near you It's Dirty and Stinkin', Yeah Dirty and it's Stinkin', Yo It's Dirty and Stinkin', Yes Dirty and it's Stinkin' (I wanna ya somthin')
Yo!, Let me continue, verse number 2, is wild, dirty stinkin Like (? - doodoo), If ya around, ya change 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 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, sweet as a honey bee, like a forty Stinkin' like Old-E'!, but I drink Ol' so I speak Ol' English You gotta be 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 it's Stinkin', It's Dirty and Stinkin', Yes Dirty and it's Stinkin', I said It's Dirty and it's It's Dirty and Stinkin'
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