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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 this
Aight my and niggarettes
Let's do it this
I'ma rub ass in moonshine
Let's it back to seventy-nine

[Inspectah
I bomb atomically, philosophies
and high can't define it how I be droppin these
mockeries, lyrically, perform robbery
Flee the lottery, possibly they spotted me
shogun, explosion when my pen hits
tremendous, ultra-violet shine forensics
I you, through the future see millenium
Killa B's sold gold, sixty platinum,
Shackling the matches drastic rap tactics
Graphic displays melting the steel blacksmiths
Black Wu jackets queen B's ease the an'
Rumblein tearg as laced the function
Heads by the score take flight 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 pound in solid rock
Wu got it locked, performin live on your hottest

[Method
As the world turns, I spread germs
Bless the globe with the pestilence, the never learn
It's my testament to burnt
Play my position in the game of life, standing
on foreign land, the gun out the frying pan, into the fire
into the Ghostrider, a six-pack
and A Streetcar Desire, who got my back?
In the line of fire back, what?
My peoples if you me where the fuck you at?
Niggaz is strapped, and they to push my big cap
court adjourned, for the bad seed from bad sperm
Herb got my wig fried like a bad perm, what the
clot?, we smoke pot and 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 battle zone
Rip through your

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

[Ol Dirty
Da continues
Wu-Tang,

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

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

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

Killa]
The track renders helpless and suffers multiple stab wounds
and leaks sounds heard
ninety-three million miles away 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 screams in
The high chief Jamel Irief, the stage
Light is provided through of energy
the mind that travels in rhyme form
Giving sight to the
The are mostly intrigued by the drum
only one can save shell from
This attack of the track spares none

Killah]
Yo! Yo! Yo, fuck that, look at all these crab niggaz laid
like the million black womens on my man's rag
Codeine was forced in drink
You had a Navy Green salamander fiend, she never heard you scream
You two-faces, scum of the slum, I got your whole numb
Blowing Shalamar in eighty-one
Sound convincing, thousand dollar court by
Hairs like Liston, get fly permission holder
Fuck it, I'ma your wig, bad luck
I humiliate, separate the English the Dutch
it's me, trouble through Ali
Came to we like the Genovese
Is that so? Caesar the greens
It's Earth, million miles from the first
Rough turbulence, the waveburst, the megahertz

Aiyyo decimation, gun in your talk, verbal foul off
Connect thoughts to make my man walk
notarizer, Wu-Tang, all up in the high-riser
New York gang adviser world
the dosage, delegate my Clan with explosives
While, my pen blow ferocious
Mediterranean, see ya, the one draft pick
sit down the 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, it's
Guaranteed to make you jump Rod Strickland