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(feat. 62nd Assassin)
[ODB:]
Yo, this ain`t a Wu-Tang type slang, know what I`m sayin?
I wanna just represent the whole Clan
you know what I`m sayin?
The GZA, Prince Rakeem, you know what I`m sayin?, Ghostface Killah
Shallah Raekwon, Inspectah Deck, Baby-U, Method Man, 12 O`Clock
Dirty O`, 62nd Assassinater, know what I`m sayin?, style is coming
Boom
This recorded and it`s dirty and it`s stinkin`, funkier than regular
Abuse, so I was thinkin` - about, droppin` this single on the charts
lettin ya know, hey! - the kid has heart, I never deny myself as being
Dope, but in my last jam, didn`t slep on my notes
You thought that I was weak, huh?, let me speak
My rhymes come funkier than ya grandfathers feet, so listen mister
Don`t you ever forget the rhyme is dirty, you couldn`t even clean it
With Comet, for even more axe, some try Ajax
Only mix with the best, 48-tract-ya
I get down with the 8 sole sounds
Lyrics that be flowin` from miless around, so let the music
Shut ya ass up, then feel the uppercut, now I make ya fall to ya rutt
[62nd Assassin:]
Cabush!!!!, can I get up? - Oof!! - Crazy Stouf!!
Mad chamerz comin` at ya!, a 62nd Assassiner, strap into ya staminer
A hardcore freakin` avenor, tearin` up the vibe for set
Wit the mystery of Chess, -Boxin` at your mutherfuckin` text
Then ya slip, when I flip, only on that combatic shit
Rhymes comin straight from the fuckin` pits, so toggle up
Don`t puddle up, better yet just duck, I`m callin all earth-forms
Huh!, I don`t play games, I make pain, or migraines
Stick it to ya ass like pain`s, who in the hell did, ever drop shit
Ramminc1
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[ODB:]
Yo, this ain`t a Wu-Tang type slang, know what I`m sayin?
I wanna just represent the whole Clan
you know what I`m sayin?
The GZA, Prince Rakeem, you know what I`m sayin?, Ghostface Killah
Shallah Raekwon, Inspectah Deck, Baby-U, Method Man, 12 O`Clock
Dirty O`, 62nd Assassinater, know what I`m sayin?, style is coming
Boom
This recorded and it`s dirty and it`s stinkin`, funkier than regular
Abuse, so I was thinkin` - about, droppin` this single on the charts
lettin ya know, hey! - the kid has heart, I never deny myself as being
Dope, but in my last jam, didn`t slep on my notes
You thought that I was weak, huh?, let me speak
My rhymes come funkier than ya grandfathers feet, so listen mister
Don`t you ever forget the rhyme is dirty, you couldn`t even clean it
With Comet, for even more axe, some try Ajax
Only mix with the best, 48-tract-ya
I get down with the 8 sole sounds
Lyrics that be flowin` from miless around, so let the music
Shut ya ass up, then feel the uppercut, now I make ya fall to ya rutt
[62nd Assassin:]
Cabush!!!!, can I get up? - Oof!! - Crazy Stouf!!
Mad chamerz comin` at ya!, a 62nd Assassiner, strap into ya staminer
A hardcore freakin` avenor, tearin` up the vibe for set
Wit the mystery of Chess, -Boxin` at your mutherfuckin` text
Then ya slip, when I flip, only on that combatic shit
Rhymes comin straight from the fuckin` pits, so toggle up
Don`t puddle up, better yet just duck, I`m callin all earth-forms
Huh!, I don`t play games, I make pain, or migraines
Stick it to ya ass like pain`s, who in the hell did, ever drop shit
Ramminc1
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