What y'all thought y'all wasn't gonna see me
I'm the Osiris of this shit
Wu-Tang is here forever
Motherfuckers
This like, this ninety-seven
Aight my niggas and my niggarettes
Let's do it like this
Imma rub your ass in the moonshine
Let's take it back to seventy-nine
I bomb atomically
Socrates' philosophies and hypotheses
Can't define how I be droppin'
These mockeries
Lyrically perform armed robbery
Flee with the lottery
Possibly they spotted me
Battle-scarred Shogun
Explosion when my pen hits tremendous
Ultraviolet shine blind forensics
I inspect you through the future see millennium
Killa Beez sold fifty gold
Sixty platinum
Shacklin' the masses with drastic rap tactics
Graphic displays melt the steel like blacksmiths
Black Wu jackets
Queen Beez ease the guns in
Rumble with patrolmen
Tear gas laced the function
Heads by the score take flight
Incite a war
Chicks hit the floor
Diehard fans demand more
Behold the bold soldier
Control the globe slowly
Proceeds to blow
Swingin' swords like Shinobi
Stomp grounds and pound footprints in solid rock
Wu got it locked, performin' live on your hottest block
As the world turns
I spread like germ
Bless the globe with the pestilence
The hard-headed never learn
This my testament to those burned
Play my position in the game of life, standin' firm
On foreign land, jump the gun out the fryin' pan
Into the fire
Transform into the Ghost Rider
A six-pack and A Streetcar Named Desire
Who got my back
In the line of fire holdin' back
What, my peoples if you with me where the fuck you at
Niggas is strapped and they tryna twist my beer cap
It's court adjourned for the bad seed from bad sperm
Herb got my wig fried like a bad perm
What the blood clot
We smoke pot and blow spots
You wanna think twice
I think not
The Iron Lung ain't got to tell you where it's comin' from
Guns of Navarone tearin' up your battle zone
Rip through your slums
I twist darts from the heart
Tried and true
Loop my voice on the LP
Martini on the slang rocks
Certified chatterbox
Vocabulary 'Donna talkin'
Tell your story walkin'
Take cover kid, what
Run for your brother kid
Run for your team and your six-can't-rhyme groupies
So I can squeeze with the advantage and get wasted
My deadly notes reign supreme
Your thought is basic compared to mine
Domino effect, arts and crafts
Paragraphs contain cyanide
Take a free ride on my thought
I got the fashion catalogs for all y'all to all praise due to God
The saga continues
Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang
Olympic torch flamin'
We burn so sweet
The thrill of victory
The agony of defeat
We crush slow
Flamin' deluxe slow for
Judgment Day cometh
Conquer, it's war
Allow us to escape Hell
Globe spinnin' bomb
Pocket full of shells out the sky Golden Arms
Tunes spit the shitty
Mortal Kombat sound
The fake false step make the blood stain the ground
A jungle junkie
Vigilante tantrum
A death kiss catwalk
Squeeze another anthem
Hold it for ransom
Tranquilized with anesthesias
My orchestra, graceful
Music ballerinas
My music Sicily
Rich California smell
An axe kill adventure
Paint a picture well
I sing a song from Sing-Sing
Sippin' on ginseng
Righteous wax chaperon
Rotatin' ring kings
March of the wooden soldiers
C-Cypher-Punks couldn't hold us
A thousand men rushin' in
Not one nigga was sober
Perpendicular to the square
We stand bold like flare
Escape from your dragon's lair
In particular
My beats travel like a vortex
Through your spine to the top of your cerebral cortex
Make you feel like you bust a nut from raw sex
Enter through your right ventricle
Clog up your bloodstream
Heart terminal like Grand Central Station
Program fat bass lines on Novation
Gettin' drunk like I'm fuckin' duckin' five-year probation
War of the masses
The outcome disastrous
Many of the victim families save their ashes
A million names on walls
Engraved in plaques
Those who went back received penalties for the acts
Another heart is torn as close ones mourn
Those who stray niggas get slayed on the song
The track renders helpless and suffers from multiple stab wounds and leaks sounds that's heard
Ninety-three million miles away from came one to represent the Nation
This is a gatherin' of the masses that come to pay respects to the Wu-Tang Clan
As we engage in battle the crowd now screams in rage
The high chief Jamel Irief takes the stage
Light is provided through sparks of energy from the mind that travels in rhyme form
Givin' sight to the blind
The dumb are mostly intrigued by the drum
Death only one can save self from
This relentless attack of the track spares none
Yo yo yo fuck that
Look at all these crab niggas laid back
Lampin' like them gray and black
Puma's on my man's rack
Codeine was forced in your drink
You had a navy green salamander fiend
Bitches never heard you scream
You two-faces scum of the slum
I got your whole body numb
Blowin' like Shalamar in eighty-one
Sound convincin'
Thousand dollar cork-pop convention
Hands like Sonny Liston
Get fly permission
Hold the fuck up
I'll unfasten your wig, bad luck
I humiliate
Separate the English from the Dutch
It's me
Black Noble Drew Ali
Came in threes
We like the Genovese
Sazon season these degrees
It's Earth
Ninety-three million miles from the first rough turbulence
The wave burst
Split the megahertz
Ay yo that's amazin'
Gun in your mouth talk
Verbal foul hawk
Connect thoughts to make my man child walk
Swift notarizer, Blue-Tang
All up in the high-riser
New York Yank visor
Word tranquilizer
Adjust the dosage
Delegate my Clan with explosives while my pen blow lines ferocious
Mediterranean
See y'all
The number one draft pick
Tear down the beat God then delegate the God to see God
The swift chancellor
Flex the white gold tarantula
Track truck diesel
Play the weed God substantiala
Max mostly
Undivided then slide in sickenin'
Guaranteed made 'em jump like Rod Strickland
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