Yo, this ain't a type slang, know what I'm sayin? I wanna just the whole Clan you know what I'm The GZA, Prince Rakeem, you know I'm sayin?, Ghostface Killah Shallah Raekwon, Inspectah Deck, Baby-U, Man, 12 O'Clock Dirty O', Assassinater, know what I'm sayin?, style is coming
This recorded and it's dirty and it's stinkin', than regular Abuse, so I was thinkin' - about, droppin' single on the charts lettin ya know, hey! - the kid has heart, I never deny myself as Dope, but in my last jam, didn't slep on my You thought I was weak, huh?, let me speak My rhymes come than ya grandfathers feet, so listen mister Don't you ever forget the rhyme is dirty, you couldn't even it With Comet, for even more axe, some try mix with the best, 48-tract-ya I get down with the 8 sole Lyrics that be flowin' from around, so let the music Shut ya ass up, then feel the uppercut, now I make ya to ya rutt
[62nd
Cabush!!!!, can I get up? - Oof!! - Stouf!! Mad comin' 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 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, ever shit Rammin' the mic, with 5 fingers of death, then bombed Like big momma, ya long gone, along with desert But have ya not heard, is bond
62nd Assassinator, comin' at a near you It's Dirty and Stinkin', Yeah It's and it's Stinkin', Yo Dirty and it's Stinkin', Yes It's Dirty and it's (I wanna ya somthin')
Yo!, Let me continue, verse number 2, style is wild, dirty (? - doodoo), If ya hangin' 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 to top ya self? I drop the single for you to get a of, As I lay back Like a pillow on a sofa, paid?, yehhh!, right, would it? Why me, G? what, what, what, what, you know me My mouth is sugar, sweet as a honey bee, taste like a Stinkin' like Old-E'!, but I drink Ol' so I speak Ol' English 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 Dirty and it's Stinkin', Yes It's and it's Stinkin', I said It's and it's Stinkin' Dirty and it's Stinkin'
Over and Wu-Tang through ya town