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

[Inspectah
I bomb atomically, philosophies
and high prophecies can't define it how I be these
mockeries, lyrically, perform armed
Flee the lottery, possibly they spotted me
Battle-scarred shogun, when my pen hits
tremendous, shine blind forensics
I you, through the future see millenium
Killa B's sold gold, sixty platinum,
Shackling the with drastic rap tactics
Graphic displays melting the steel blacksmiths
Black Wu jackets queen B's ease the an'
patrolmen tearg as laced the function
Heads by the score flight incite a war
Chicks hit the floor, diehard demand more
Behold the bold soldier, control the slowly
Proceeds to blow swingin' swords Shinobi
Stomp grounds I footprints in solid rock
Wu got it locked, performin live on your block

[Method
As the world turns, I spread like
Bless the with the pestilence, the hard-headed never learn
my testament to those burnt
Play my position in the game of life, firm
on foreign land, jump the gun out the frying pan, the fire
Transform into the Ghostrider, a
and A Streetcar Desire, who got my back?
In the line of fire holding back,
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 from bad sperm
got my wig fried like a bad perm, what the blood
clot?, we smoke pot and blow
You wanna think twice, I not
The Iron Lung ain't got ta you where it's coming from
Guns of Navarone, tearing up your zone
Rip your slums

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

[Ol Bastard]
Da saga
Wu-Tang,

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

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

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

Killa]
The track renders helpless and from multiple stab wounds
and sounds that's heard
ninety-three million miles away from one
to represent the Nation, is a gathering
of the masses that come to pay respects to the Clan
As we in battle, the crowd now screams in rage
The high chief Jamel Irief, takes the
is provided through sparks of energy
from the that travels in rhyme form
Giving sight to the
The dumb are mostly by the drum
Death only one can shell from
This relentless of the track spares none

Killah]
Yo! Yo! Yo, fuck that, look at all these niggaz laid back
Lampin like the black womens on my man's rag
Codeine was forced in drink
You had a Navy Green fiend, fuck she never 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 Sonny Liston, get fly permission holder
Fuck it, I'ma fasten your wig, bad
I humiliate, the English from the Dutch
me, black trouble through Ali
Came to trees we like the
Is that so? Caesar the greens
It's Earth, ninety-three million miles the first
turbulence, the waveburst, split the megahertz

Aiyyo decimation, gun in your mouth talk, verbal off
Connect to make my man Shai walk
notarizer, Wu-Tang, all up in the high-riser
New York adviser world tranquilizer
Just the dosage, delegate my with explosives
While, my pen blow lines
Mediterranean, see ya, the number one draft
sit the beat God, then delegate the God to see God
The swift chancellor, flex, the white-gold
Track truck diesel, the weed God, substantiala
Max mostly, undivided, then it, it's sickening
Guaranteed to make you like Rod Strickland