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

[Inspectah
I atomically, Socrates' philosophies
and high prophecies define it how I be droppin these
mockeries, lyrically, perform robbery
Flee with the lottery, possibly they me
shogun, explosion when my pen hits
tremendous, ultra-violet shine blind
I inspect you, through the future see
Killa B's fifty gold, sixty platinum,
Shackling the matches with drastic rap
Graphic displays melting the like blacksmiths
Wu jackets queen B's ease the guns an'
Rumblein patrolmen as laced the function
Heads by the take flight incite a war
hit the floor, diehard fans demand more
Behold the bold soldier, control the globe
to blow swingin' swords like Shinobi
Stomp grounds I pound footprints in rock
Wu got it locked, performin live on your hottest

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

I darts from the heart, tried and true
Loop my on the LP, martini on the slang rise
Certified chatterbox, vocabulary talking
Tell your story
Take cover kid, Run for your brother, kid
Run for team, and your six camp rhyme groupies
So I can squeeze the advantage, and get wasted
My nose reigns supreme
Your fort is 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 to the Gods

[Ol Bastard]
Da continues
Wu-Tang,

Olympic torch flaming, we burn so
The thrill of victory, the of defeat
We crush slow, deluxe slow
For, judgment day come'th, conquer, war
Allow us to escape, hell blows spinning
Pocket full of out the sky, Golden Arms
Tune strictly shitty Kombat sound
The step make, the blood stain the ground
A jungle junkie, vigilante
A death kiss, cap off squeeze anthem
Hold it for ransom, with anesthetics
My orchestra, graceful, ballerinas
My Sicily, rich California smell
An axekiller adventure, a picture well
I sing a song from Sing-Sing, sippin on
Righteous wax chaperone, ring king

Watch for the wooden soldiers, C-cypher couldn't hold us
A thousand men rushing in, not one was sober
Perpendicular to the square, we stand like Flare
Escape from your Lair, in particular
My beats travel like a vortex, through spine
to the top of the cortex
Make you feel you bust a nut from raw sex
Enter through your right ventricle clog up your
heart terminal, like Grand Station
Program fat baselines on
Getting drunk like a I'm ducking five-year probation

War of the masses, the outcome,
of the victim family save they ashes
A million on walls engraved in plaques
Those who back, received penalties for the axe
Another hard nigga diss, close gone
Those who stray get slayed by the song

[Masta
The track renders helpless and suffers from stab wounds
and leaks that's heard
ninety-three million miles away from one
to the Nation, this is a gathering
of the masses that to pay respects to the Wu-Tang Clan
As we engage in battle, the crowd now screams in
The chief Jamel Irief, takes the stage
Light is provided through of energy
from the that travels in rhyme form
sight to the blind
The dumb are mostly intrigued by the
Death only one can save from
This attack of the track spares none

Killah]
Yo! Yo! Yo, fuck that, look at all these crab laid back
Lampin like the million black on my man's rag
Codeine was in your drink
You had a Navy Green salamander fiend, fuck she heard you scream
You two-faces, scum of the slum, I got your whole numb
Blowing Shalamar in eighty-one
convincing, thousand dollar court by convention
Hairs like Liston, get fly permission holder
Fuck it, fasten your wig, bad luck
I humiliate, separate the from the Dutch
me, black trouble through Ali
Came to trees we like the
Is that so? Caesar needs the
It's Earth, ninety-three miles from the first
Rough turbulence, the waveburst, the megahertz

Aiyyo decimation, gun in mouth talk, verbal foul off
Connect thoughts to make my man walk
notarizer, Wu-Tang, all up in the high-riser
New York gang adviser tranquilizer
Just the dosage, delegate my with explosives
While, my pen blow ferocious
Mediterranean, see ya, the number one pick
sit the beat God, then delegate the God to see God
The swift chancellor, flex, the tarantula
Track truck diesel, play the weed God,
Max mostly, undivided, then slide it, sickening
Guaranteed to make you jump like Rod