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[Ol Dirty
What y'all you wasn't gonna see me?
I'm the Osiris of shit
Wu-Tang is forever, motherfucker
It's like ninety-seven
my niggaz and niggarettes
Let's do it like
I'ma rub ass in moonshine
Let's take it to seventy-nine

[Inspectah
I atomically, Socrates' philosophies
and prophecies can't define it how I be droppin these
mockeries, lyrically, perform robbery
Flee with the lottery, they spotted me
shogun, explosion when my pen hits
tremendous, ultra-violet shine forensics
I inspect you, through the future see
B's sold fifty gold, sixty platinum,
Shackling the matches with drastic rap
Graphic displays melting the steel like
Wu jackets queen B's ease the guns an'
Rumblein patrolmen tearg as laced the
by the score take flight incite a war
Chicks hit the floor, fans demand more
Behold the soldier, control the globe slowly
to blow swingin' swords like Shinobi
Stomp grounds I pound in solid rock
Wu got it locked, performin live on your block

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

I twist from the heart, tried and true
Loop my voice on the LP, martini on the rise
chatterbox, vocabulary 'Donna talking
Tell your story
Take cover kid, Run for your brother, kid
Run for your team, and six camp rhyme groupies
So I can squeeze the advantage, and get wasted
My deadly nose reigns
fort is basic compared to mine
Domino effect, arts and
Paragraphs contain
Take a free on my dart, I got the dashin
for all y'all to all praise to the Gods

[Ol Dirty
Da saga
Wu-Tang,

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

Watch for the wooden soldiers, punks couldn't hold us
A thousand men rushing in, not one nigga was
Perpendicular to the square, we bold like Flare
Escape from your Lair, in particular
My beats like a vortex, through your spine
to the top of the cerebral
Make you feel like you bust a nut raw sex
Enter through right ventricle clog up your bloodstream
heart terminal, like Central Station
Program fat on Novation
Getting drunk like a fuck I'm five-year probation

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

[Masta
The track helpless and suffers from multiple stab wounds
and sounds that's heard
million miles away from came one
to represent the Nation, is a gathering
of the masses that come to pay respects to the Wu-Tang
As we engage in battle, the crowd now in rage
The chief Jamel Irief, takes the stage
Light is provided sparks of energy
from the mind that in rhyme form
Giving to the blind
The dumb are intrigued by the drum
Death only one can shell from
This relentless attack of the track spares

Killah]
Yo! Yo! Yo, fuck that, look at all crab niggaz laid back
Lampin like the million womens on my man's rag
was forced in your drink
You had a Navy 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 dollar court by
like Sonny Liston, get fly permission holder
Fuck it, I'ma fasten your wig, bad
I humiliate, separate the English the Dutch
it's me, black trouble Ali
Came to trees we like the
Is that so? needs the greens
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 Shai
Swift notarizer, Wu-Tang, all up in the
New gang adviser world tranquilizer
Just the dosage, delegate my Clan with
While, my pen lines ferocious
Mediterranean, see ya, the number one pick
sit down the beat God, then the God to see God
The swift chancellor, flex, the tarantula
Track diesel, play the weed God, substantiala
Max mostly, undivided, then slide it, sickening
Guaranteed to make you like Rod Strickland