It's Wu motherfuckers, ah motherfuckers
Reunited, LP, world excited a match to the underground, industry ignited From metaphorical parables to fertilize the Wicked niggas come, try to the turf Scattin' off soft-ass beats them rap happily Tragically, style, deter-iate, rapidly Uncompleted missions, throwin' your best known You couldn't add it up, if you addition Where I come from, gettin' is habitual De-mon-strate on hot coal, in rituals I splash the on the wall, it formed the mural He took a look, saw the manifestation of it, was Rhymin' while impaired, dart hit your Pierced internal, streamlined compartments consider the unparallel advantage Of a disaster that's impossible to manage
ass niggaz counterfeit the funk I smoke the of the skunk, tree top of the trunk Moonshine monk, Ya head, get shrunk The of skunk, I be fuckin' bitches by the chunk My name black, do wanna play in my dirt? Bitch stop my serve, free lunch from the church I come like a thousand Bitch you quiet at the bus, makin' the fuss, I gots love Unglove the news, watch a nigga Dirty add to the fuse, at the booze I don't walk, I get Gold and frisbee's on my wall, lookin' properly But come-ly, I U.F.O. you Wright The Indian that Manhattan to the white man My grandfather, step up and get knocked the fuck out Come to the cook-out, bitch at the mouth You scared? Run around a plane about to crash
Wu-Tang motherfuckers Yeah, and RZA
Yo, yo, The Riddler, funny bone tickler, Caligula Bigger dick sex enigma pistol fertilize stigma Stink box, order from dot MC's get stuck on ink blots as I plug to the box Wu-Tang Incorp. take your on spacewalk Talk strange like B-jork, great Jim Thorpe How can I put it? is like video footage to edit, directors, that never understood it I'm too impulsive, my corrosive dosage when you least notice through explosive postage I don't play, the rap souflee for the day Zig-Zag-Zig A, Leg Leg Arm Head Spread like plague, we drink by the jig I got the golden egg plus the proof, Absolut, mixed with cranberry fruit juice Ginseng boost, I got yo' neck in a Keep my wrinkled, the rap star twinkle killer instinct Sixteen bar nickle sell more copies than Grow like a fetus with no and feet to complete us And we return Jesus, when the whole world need us
Is it appetite for Slap a murder rap on this production, I touch somethin' trust Iron Lung, Metal I see em duckin' my dart gun, bustin', from every Worldwide total carnage, the flow That be named Agent Orange, killin' you slow It's only right you pay To those that's bout to like that shit up your nose, solid As a rock when I strike target, Be screamin' on you like a sergeant, her-bals Got me I wanna be right now, don't know the time Check the hour on your sundial, me shine off of cheap wine Each line be on when I speak mine On of my crew, Su, enter the Wu Thirty-Six deadly Chambers, to take you through
It's Wu motherfuckers, motherfuckers