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[Ol Bastard]
What think you wasn't gonna see me?
I'm the Osiris of this
is here forever, motherfucker
It's like this
Aight my and niggarettes
do it like this
I'ma rub ass in moonshine
Let's take it back to

Deck]
I bomb atomically, philosophies
and high prophecies can't define it how I be these
mockeries, lyrically, armed robbery
with the lottery, possibly they spotted me
Battle-scarred shogun, explosion my pen hits
tremendous, ultra-violet shine blind
I inspect you, through the see millenium
B's sold fifty gold, sixty platinum,
Shackling the matches with rap tactics
Graphic displays the steel 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 bold soldier, control the globe
Proceeds to blow swords like Shinobi
Stomp I pound footprints in solid rock
Wu got it locked, live on your hottest block

Man]
As the world turns, I spread germs
Bless the globe with the pestilence, the hard-headed learn
my testament to those burnt
Play my in the game of life, standing firm
on foreign land, jump the gun out the frying pan, the fire
Transform into the Ghostrider, a
and A Named Desire, who got my back?
In the line of fire back, what?
My peoples if you with me where the 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 like a bad perm, what the
clot?, we pot and blow spots
You wanna twice, I think not
The Iron Lung got ta tell you where it's coming from
Guns of Navarone, up your battle zone
Rip through your

I twist darts the heart, tried and true
my voice on the LP, martini on the slang rise
Certified chatterbox, vocabulary talking
Tell story walking
Take 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 reigns
Your fort is compared to mine
Domino effect, and crafts
contain cyanide
Take a ride on my dart, I got the dashin
catalogues for all y'all to all praise to the

[Ol Dirty
Da saga
Wu-Tang,

Olympic torch flaming, we so sweet
The of victory, the agony of defeat
We crush slow, flaming slow
For, judgment day come'th, conquer, war
Allow us to escape, blows spinning bomb
Pocket of shells out the sky, Golden Arms
strictly shitty Mortal Kombat sound
The fateful step make, the stain the ground
A jungle junkie, vigilante
A death kiss, cap off another anthem
it for ransom, tranquilized with anesthetics
My orchestra, graceful, music
My music Sicily, California smell
An axekiller adventure, paint a picture
I sing a song from Sing-Sing, sippin on
Righteous wax chaperone, 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 stand like Flare
Escape from Dragon's Lair, in particular
My travel like a vortex, through your spine
to the top of the cortex
Make you feel like you bust a nut raw sex
Enter through your right ventricle clog up your
heart terminal, like Central Station
fat baselines on Novation
Getting drunk like a fuck I'm ducking five-year

War of the masses, the outcome,
Many of the victim family save they
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

[Masta
The track renders helpless and suffers from multiple stab
and leaks that's heard
ninety-three miles away from came one
to represent the Nation, is a gathering
of the masses that come to pay respects to the Clan
As we engage in battle, the crowd now in rage
The high chief Jamel Irief, takes the
is provided through sparks of energy
from the that travels in rhyme form
Giving to the blind
The dumb are intrigued by the drum
only one can save shell from
This attack of the track spares none

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

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