What y'all thought y'all gon' see me? I'm the Osirus of this is here forever, motherfuckers It's like this Aight my niggas and my do it like this I'ma rub ass in the moonshine Let's take it to seventy-nine
I atomically, Socrates' philosophies And hypotheses can't define how I be droppin' Mockeries, perform armed robbery Flee with the lottery, possibly they me Battle-scarred shogun, explosion when my pen Tremendous, shine blind forensics I inspect view the future see millennium Killa Beez sold fifty gold platinum Shackling the masses drastic rap tactics Graphic melt the steel like blacksmiths Black Wu jackets Queen Beez ease the in Rumblin' patrolmen tear gas the function Heads by the score take incite a war Chicks hit the floor, die hard demand more Behold the soldier, control the globe slowly Proceeds to blow swingin' like Shinobi Stomp grounds I pound footprints in rock Wu got it locked, live on your hottest block
As the turns, I spread like germs Bless the globe with the pestilence, the hard-headed never It's my testament to burned Play my position in the game of life, firm On foreign land, the gun out the frying pan, into the fire Transform into the Ghostrider, or Six In A Streetcar Desire, who got my back? In the line of fire holding back, My peoples if you me where the fuck you at? Niggas is strapped, and they to twist my beer cap It's adjourned, for the bad seed from bad sperm Herb got my wig fried like a bad perm, the blood Clot, we pot, and blow spots You want to think twice, I not The Iron Lung ain't got ta you where it's coming from Guns of Navarone, tearing up battle zone Rip your slums
I darts from the heart, tried and true Loot my voice on the LP, my team is on to slang Certified chatterbox, vocabulary talking your 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 reigns supreme fort is basic compared to mine Domino effect, arts and Paragraphs contain Take a free ride on my thought, I got the Catalogs for all to all praise to the Gods
The continues Wu-Tang,
Olympic flaming, we burn so sweet The of victory, the agony, defeat We crush slow, deluxe slow For, day come'th, conquer, it's war Allow us to escape, glow spinning bomb Pocket full of shells out the sky, Golden Tune spit the shit combat sound The fake false step make, the blood the ground A jungle junkie, tantrum A death kiss, cap off another anthem Hold it for ransom, tranquilized anesthetics My orchestra, graceful, music My music Sicily, California smell An axe killer adventure, paint a picture I sing a from Sing-Sing, sippin' on ginseng Righteous wax chaperon, rotating ring
for the wooden soldiers, see-cypher punks couldn't hold us A thousand men in, not one nigga was sober Perpendicular to the square, we stand bold Flare Escape from your Lair, in particular My beats like a vortex, through your spine To the top of cerebral cortex Make you feel like you bust a nut raw sex Enter through your right clog up your bloodstream Or terminal, Grand Central Station Program fat baselines, on Getting drunk like a fuck I'm duckin' probation
War of the masses, the outcome, Many of the victim family they ashes A million names on walls in plaques Those who went back, penalties for their acts Another heart is torn, as ones gone who stray, niggas get slayed on the song
The track renders helpless and suffers from multiple stab And sounds that's heard Ninety-three million away from came one To the Nation, this is a gathering Of the masses that come to pay respects to the Wu-Tang As we in battle, the crowd now screams in rage The High Jamel-Ah-Rief take the stage Light is provided sparks of energy From the mind that in rhyme form sight to the blind The are mostly intrigued by the drum only one can save shell from This attack of the track spares none
Yo! Yo! Yo, fuck that, look at all these niggas laid back Lampin' like them gray and black on my man's rack Codeine was forced in your You had a Navy Green salamander fiend, bitches never heard you You two-faces, scum of the slum, I got your body numb Blowing like Shalamar in Sound convincing, dollar court by convention Hands like Liston, get fly permission hold the Fuck up, Allah fasten your wig, bad I humiliate, separate the from the Dutch me, Black Noble Drew Ali Came in we like the Genovese Is that so? Caesar the greens It's Earth, ninety-three million from the first Rough turbulence, the wave burst, the megahertz
Hey yo that's amazing, gun in your talk, verbal foul off Connect thoughts to make my man walk Swift notarizer, Wu-Tang, all up in the New York adviser world tranquilizer Just the dosage, delegate my with explosives While, my pen blow ferocious Mediterranean, see ya, the one traffic Sit down the beat God, delegate the God to see God The swift chancellor, flex, the tarantula Track diesel, play the weed God, substantiala Max mostly, undivided, slide it, it's sickening Guaranteed, mad em like Rod Strickland