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[Ol Dirty
What y'all you wasn't gonna see me?
I'm the of this shit
is here forever, motherfucker
It's this ninety-seven
Aight my and niggarettes
Let's do it this
rub your ass in moonshine
Let's take it back to

Deck]
I bomb atomically, philosophies
and high prophecies define it how I be droppin these
mockeries, lyrically, armed robbery
Flee with the lottery, they spotted me
shogun, explosion when my pen hits
tremendous, ultra-violet blind forensics
I inspect you, through the see millenium
Killa B's sold fifty gold, platinum,
Shackling the matches with drastic rap
displays melting the steel like blacksmiths
Black Wu jackets B's ease the guns an'
Rumblein patrolmen tearg as laced the
Heads by the score take flight a war
hit the floor, diehard fans demand more
Behold the soldier, control the globe slowly
Proceeds to blow swingin' swords Shinobi
Stomp grounds I pound footprints in solid
Wu got it locked, performin live on your block

[Method
As the turns, I spread like germs
Bless the globe with the pestilence, the never 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
into the Ghostrider, a six-pack
and A Named Desire, who got my back?
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 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 you where it's coming from
Guns of Navarone, up your battle zone
Rip through slums

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
cover kid, what? Run for your brother, kid
Run for team, and your six camp rhyme groupies
So I can squeeze with the advantage, and get
My deadly nose supreme
fort is basic compared to mine
Domino effect, and crafts
Paragraphs contain
Take a ride on my dart, I got the dashin
catalogues for all y'all to all to the Gods

[Ol Bastard]
Da saga
Wu-Tang,

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

Watch for the wooden soldiers, punks couldn't hold us
A thousand men rushing in, not one nigga was
Perpendicular to the square, we stand bold like
from your Dragon's Lair, in particular
My beats travel like a vortex, through your
to the top of the cerebral
Make you feel like you a nut from raw sex
Enter through your right clog up your bloodstream
heart terminal, Grand Central Station
Program fat baselines on
Getting drunk like a fuck I'm ducking probation

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

[Masta
The track helpless and suffers from multiple stab wounds
and leaks sounds that's
ninety-three million away from came one
to represent the Nation, this is a
of the masses that come to pay respects to the Clan
As we engage in battle, the crowd now screams in
The high Jamel Irief, takes the stage
is provided through sparks of energy
from the mind that travels in rhyme
Giving sight to the
The dumb are intrigued by the drum
Death only one can shell from
This attack of the track spares none

Killah]
Yo! Yo! Yo, fuck that, look at all these niggaz laid back
Lampin like the million 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 whole body numb
Blowing Shalamar in eighty-one
convincing, thousand dollar court by convention
Hairs like Sonny Liston, get fly holder
it, I'ma fasten your wig, bad luck
I humiliate, separate the from the Dutch
me, black trouble through Ali
Came to trees we like the
Is so? Caesar needs the greens
It's Earth, ninety-three million miles the first
turbulence, the waveburst, split the megahertz

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