Intro: Ol' Bastard + (some Jamaican woman)
Yeah! I wanna let allllll y'all know in here tonight that this is that shit This that shit that's gonna get you high... See when you stimulate your own mind, for one common You see, who's the real See you see, is you what you see (Can I say it? Wu-Tang tings!) Be the G Rhymin on timin and in the to be (Run claat tings!) they see meeeeeeee!
[Ol' Bastard] a crossbreed, I'm a knowledge seed I want ACTION, that's what I I never put doubt in my cause I know when I touch the mic there's the see which is caused when you fuck with the and positive charge they came up, out my garage with the hit that's gonna be Tired of sittin on my ass Niggaz I know, be runnin around with mad fuckin Who the FUCK wanna be an if you get paid, to be a fuckin emcee? I out my momma pussy -- I'm on welfare years old -- still on welfare! so I get paid fully Whether truthfully or untruthfully With my bloodthirsty process
Chorus: Man
Move em in em in Move em out em out Stick it up {*whip raw hide!
[Ol' Dirty Yea, gotta back to attack Killin niggaz who said got stacks, cause I don't give a fuck {*inhales*} I wanna see blood, whether it's period or bustin your fuckin face, blood! I'm goin out my mind! Everytime I get around devils hard*} Let me calm down, you niggaz better start I'm comin, I'm dope like fuckin heroin Wu-Tang Bloodkin, a goblin, who come tough like Imagine, gettin up with Ol Dirty insulin {*sucks air*} You bound to catch or somethin Not I got it, but nigga if I got it you got it! WHAT?!?
[Raekwon the Yo, check the bulletproof fly shit, like thai stick then I'll to tear your frame, while I freaks it like some fly new sneaks and Now EAT my shit, bitch tried to and got hit Now regulate, and be out to set up a date Wu-Tang, is like a Ron G tape RZA pump the just like a shotty me run it John Gotti Collidin on the track, gin and watty the calender, I warn any challenger to step up feel the blast from the silencer
[Method Comin soon to a near you it be the Wu Yeah find yourself in the square and see it's Actual facts to snack on and My energy sounds peace to you A wise man killed one and made glue Wicked puttin period blood in stew Don't that the stew witches brew? I fear for the eighty-five that don't got a How could he know the fuck he never knew? God-Cypher-Divine to show and come to prove A mystery god the work of Yacub The Holy Ghost got you scared to kid boo!
Ol' Dirty Bastard
Yeah, we gotta keep it fly Fly for you to feel, what you to feel See Wu-Tang like to thank, all the people the country All the people in America, all the people of America for to our music We gotta it fly for ya See ain't somethin new that's gonna come out of nowhere, no! This is OLD, and DIRTY! and DIRTY! Yeah.