[Ol Dirty What think you wasn't gonna see me? I'm the Osiris of this Wu-Tang is here forever, It's like ninety-seven my niggaz and niggarettes Let's do it like I'ma rub ass in moonshine Let's it back to seventy-nine
Deck] I bomb atomically, philosophies and high prophecies can't define it how I be these mockeries, lyrically, armed robbery Flee the lottery, possibly they spotted me Battle-scarred shogun, when my pen hits tremendous, shine blind forensics I inspect you, the future see millenium Killa B's sold gold, sixty platinum, Shackling the matches drastic rap tactics Graphic displays melting the like blacksmiths Black Wu queen B's ease the guns an' patrolmen tearg as laced the function Heads by the score take flight a war Chicks hit the floor, diehard demand more Behold the soldier, control the globe slowly Proceeds to swingin' swords like Shinobi grounds I pound footprints in solid rock Wu got it locked, performin live on your block
[Method As the world turns, I like germs Bless the globe with the pestilence, the hard-headed learn It's my to those burnt Play my position in the game of life, standing on land, jump the gun out the frying pan, into the fire Transform into the Ghostrider, a and A Streetcar Named Desire, who got my In the of fire holding back, what? My peoples if you me where the fuck you at? Niggaz is strapped, and they trying to 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 smoke pot and blow You think twice, I think not The Iron Lung ain't got ta tell you where coming from Guns of Navarone, tearing up your battle Rip your slums
I twist darts the heart, tried and true Loop my on the LP, martini on the slang rise chatterbox, vocabulary 'Donna talking Tell your story cover kid, what? Run for your brother, kid Run for your team, and your six rhyme groupies So I can with the advantage, and get wasted My deadly nose supreme Your fort is compared to mine Domino effect, arts and Paragraphs contain Take a free ride on my dart, I got the catalogues for all y'all to all praise to the
[Ol Dirty Da continues Wu-Tang,
Olympic torch flaming, we so sweet The thrill of victory, the agony of We slow, flaming deluxe slow For, day come'th, conquer, it's war Allow us to escape, blows spinning bomb Pocket of shells out the sky, Golden Arms Tune shitty Mortal Kombat sound The fateful step make, the blood stain the A jungle junkie, tantrum A death kiss, cap off squeeze anthem it for ransom, tranquilized with anesthetics My orchestra, graceful, music My music Sicily, California smell An adventure, paint a picture well I a song from Sing-Sing, sippin on ginseng Righteous wax chaperone, rotating ring
Watch for the wooden soldiers, C-cypher couldn't hold us A men rushing in, not one nigga was sober Perpendicular to the square, we stand like Flare Escape from your Dragon's Lair, in My beats travel a vortex, through your spine to the top of the cortex Make you feel you bust a nut from raw sex Enter through your right clog up your bloodstream terminal, like Grand Central Station Program fat on Novation Getting like a fuck I'm ducking five-year probation
War of the masses, the outcome, Many of the victim family save they A million names on walls in plaques who went back, received penalties for the axe Another hard diss, close ones gone who stray niggas get slayed by the song
[Masta The track renders helpless and suffers from multiple stab and leaks sounds that's ninety-three million away from came one to represent the Nation, this is a of the that come to pay respects to the Wu-Tang Clan As we in battle, the crowd now screams in rage The high Jamel Irief, takes the stage is provided through sparks of energy from the that travels in rhyme form Giving to the blind The dumb are intrigued by the drum Death only one can save shell This relentless attack of the track none
Killah] Yo! Yo! Yo, fuck that, look at all crab niggaz laid back Lampin like the million black womens on my 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 your body numb like Shalamar in eighty-one Sound convincing, dollar court by convention like Sonny Liston, get fly permission holder Fuck it, I'ma fasten your wig, bad I humiliate, separate the from the Dutch me, black trouble through Ali Came to we like the Genovese Is that so? Caesar the greens Earth, ninety-three million miles from the first Rough turbulence, the waveburst, split the
Aiyyo decimation, gun in mouth talk, verbal foul off Connect to make my man Shai walk Swift notarizer, Wu-Tang, all up in the New York gang adviser tranquilizer Just the dosage, delegate my Clan with While, my pen blow ferocious Mediterranean, see ya, the one draft pick sit down the beat God, delegate the God to see God The chancellor, flex, the white-gold tarantula Track truck diesel, play the God, substantiala Max mostly, undivided, then it, it's sickening Guaranteed to make you jump like Rod