Chorus: p.r. (9th prince)
Yo yo, y'all niggas rubbish, we wu-tang publish (y'all try to dub this the gods serving justice) Yall niggas talk rubbish, we wu-tang (y'all niggas try to dub The gods justice, with ruckus Killarmy, we put the mic on the crutches)
[p.r. Apocalypse at my tips Sense ya tight grip a clip Fill with engraved of lyrical nondescripts On my hitlist, terrorist tartest, I never Strike a bullseye, say and ball my fist
sin] Yo I could da livest shit Hang-gliding off the side of a western bitch been known To on my dick Roll a spliff the of dynamite sticks Sideswipe you and the mic Strike you you yodle or ya name miss Make ya brain shift like earthquake in vegas North flake kicks, guaranteed dat ass a free face Crack ya jaw in different places you speechless
[p.r. Speak with a Lyrics of force'll skip ya your track, bring ya shit back Then ya piss Thoughts of suicide, razor blade against ya wrist bangin' off da walls of ya drums You can't Sudden impact, yeah Shine shalack Flashdance on 4th tracks, They off the rack The like one in a million Puerto rican bizillion wise men making a killing In this rapworld, shattering niggas glass buildings When my blow, you crabs move slow Murder you dolo, take ya off Riding a horse like playing
[killa I flow than skolettos Used to to let go Now my darts echo for And travel rapidly like metro Clap happy, rap cat get at me, wit ya See half of them is petro, or fat ass is in the sex so Ya buttersoft, sweet talking, sweet Niggas get ya neck broke for See I aim kid and my a missing in action back when niggas start clapping Make it
p.r. terrorist (9th prince)
Yall niggas rubbish, we wu-tang publish (y'all try to dub this the gods serving justice) Yo, niggas talk rubbish, we wu-tang publish (y'all niggas try to dub The gods serving justice, ruckus Killarmy, we put the mic on the crutches)
[9th I use for target practice This year I plan to fuck the baddest On my waterbed wu I'm from the of shabazz, your alpine endurance Rhyme insurance, was by the thief of bagdad It's the world's greatest Whose elbows is made of steel like tito The god's voicebox with high frequencies, and antennas, prince saddam is Shaolin's highlander, with evander stamina I'll punch a hole in ya stomach, snatch out ya Wrap ya in a plastic bag, and tell my fans My new is "dead man floating in a river" My kodak thoughts, dark, clear visions Like lenses I rose with the illest, ya fingers You I'll still murder your ass, influence Of insanity Rza and 4th disciple tracks, me wanna grab an axe saddam's a lyrical lumberjack A brawler, nighttime stalker, creepy crawler a sawed-off shottie, rock the party, Go stick up the
Chorus: p.r. (9th prince)
Yo yo, niggas talk rubbish, we wu-tang publish (y'all niggas try to dub this the gods justice) Yall niggas talk rubbish, we publish (y'all niggas try to dub The gods serving justice, ruckus Killarmy, we put the mic on the crutches)