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[Ol Dirty
What y'all think you gonna see me?
I'm the of this shit
is here forever, motherfucker
It's like ninety-seven
Aight my niggaz and
Let's do it this
I'ma rub your ass in
Let's take it to seventy-nine

[Inspectah
I bomb atomically, philosophies
and high prophecies can't it how I be droppin these
mockeries, lyrically, perform armed
Flee the lottery, possibly they spotted me
Battle-scarred shogun, explosion my pen hits
tremendous, shine blind forensics
I inspect you, through the future see
Killa B's fifty gold, sixty platinum,
the matches with drastic rap tactics
Graphic displays melting the like blacksmiths
Black Wu jackets B's ease the guns an'
Rumblein patrolmen tearg as the function
Heads by the score flight incite a war
hit the floor, diehard fans demand more
Behold the bold soldier, control the globe
Proceeds to blow swingin' like Shinobi
grounds I pound footprints in solid rock
Wu got it locked, live on your hottest block

[Method
As the world turns, I like germs
Bless the globe with the pestilence, the never learn
It's my to those burnt
my position in the game of life, standing firm
on foreign land, jump the gun out the frying pan, the fire
Transform into the Ghostrider, a
and A Streetcar Named Desire, who got my
In the of fire holding back, what?
My if you with me where the fuck you at?
Niggaz is strapped, and they to push my big cap
It's court adjourned, for the bad seed from bad
Herb got my wig fried like a bad perm, what the
clot?, we pot and blow spots
You wanna think twice, I not
The Iron Lung ain't got ta tell you where it's from
of Navarone, tearing up your battle zone
Rip through your

I twist darts from the heart, and true
Loop my voice on the LP, martini on the slang
Certified chatterbox, vocabulary 'Donna
your story walking
Take cover kid, what? Run for brother, kid
Run for your team, and your six camp rhyme
So I can squeeze the advantage, and get wasted
My deadly reigns supreme
fort is basic compared to mine
Domino effect, arts and
contain cyanide
Take a free ride on my dart, I got the
catalogues for all y'all to all praise to the

[Ol Bastard]
Da saga
Wu-Tang,

Olympic torch flaming, we burn so
The of victory, the agony of defeat
We slow, flaming deluxe slow
For, day come'th, conquer, it's war
us to escape, hell blows spinning bomb
Pocket full of out the sky, Golden Arms
strictly shitty Mortal Kombat sound
The fateful step make, the blood stain the
A junkie, vigilante tantrum
A death kiss, cap off squeeze anthem
Hold it for ransom, tranquilized anesthetics
My orchestra, graceful, ballerinas
My music Sicily, rich California
An axekiller adventure, paint a well
I a song from Sing-Sing, sippin on ginseng
Righteous wax chaperone, rotating king

Watch for the wooden soldiers, C-cypher punks hold us
A men rushing in, not one nigga was sober
Perpendicular to the square, we stand bold like
from your Dragon's Lair, in particular
My beats travel like a vortex, through spine
to the top of the cortex
Make you feel like you a nut from raw sex
through your right ventricle clog up your bloodstream
heart terminal, like Grand Central
fat baselines on Novation
Getting drunk like a fuck I'm ducking probation

War of the masses, the outcome,
Many of the victim family save they
A million names on engraved in plaques
Those who went back, received for the axe
Another nigga diss, close ones gone
Those who stray niggas get slayed by the

Killa]
The track helpless and suffers from multiple stab wounds
and leaks sounds heard
million miles away from came one
to the Nation, this is a gathering
of the masses that come to pay respects to the Clan
As we engage in battle, the crowd now in rage
The chief Jamel Irief, takes the stage
Light is provided through of energy
from the that travels in rhyme form
Giving to the blind
The dumb are intrigued by the drum
only one can save shell from
This relentless attack of the spares none

[Ghostface
Yo! Yo! Yo, fuck that, look at all these crab niggaz laid
like the million black womens on my man's rag
Codeine was in your drink
You had a Green salamander fiend, fuck she never heard you scream
You two-faces, scum of the slum, I got whole body numb
Blowing like in eighty-one
Sound convincing, thousand court by convention
like Sonny Liston, get fly permission holder
Fuck it, fasten your wig, bad luck
I humiliate, separate the from the Dutch
it's me, trouble through Ali
to trees we like the Genovese
Is that so? needs the greens
It's Earth, ninety-three miles from the first
turbulence, the waveburst, split the megahertz

Aiyyo decimation, gun in your talk, verbal foul off
Connect thoughts to make my man Shai
Swift notarizer, Wu-Tang, all up in the
New York gang adviser world
Just the dosage, delegate my with explosives
While, my pen lines ferocious
Mediterranean, see ya, the one draft pick
sit the beat God, then delegate the God to see God
The swift chancellor, flex, the white-gold
Track diesel, play the weed God, substantiala
Max mostly, undivided, then slide it, sickening
to make you jump like Rod Strickland