ODB:Yo this ain't a Wu Tang type slang
know what I'm sayin?I wanna just represent the whole Clanyou know what
I'm sayin?The GZA Prince Rakeem you know what I'm sayin? Ghostface
KillahShallah Raekwon Inspectah Deck Baby U Method Man 12 O'ClockDirty
O' 62nd Assassinater know what I'm sayin? style is comingBoomThis
recorded and it's dirty and it's stinkin', funkier than regularAbuse, so I
was thinkin' - about, droppin' this single on the chartslettin ya know,
hey! - the kid has heart, I never deny myself as beingDope, but in my last
jam, didn't slep on my notesYou thought that I was weak, huh?, let me
speakMy rhymes come funkier than ya grandfathers feet, so listen
misterDon't you ever forget the rhyme is dirty, you couldn't even clean
itWith Comet, for even more axe, some try AjaxOnly mix with the best,
48-tract-yaI get down with the 8 sole soundsLyrics that be flowin' from
miless around, so let the musicShut ya ass up, then feel the uppercut, now
I make ya fall to ya rutt62nd Assassin:Cabush!!!!, can I get
up? - Oof!! - Crazy Stouf!!Mad chamerz comin' at ya!, a 62nd Assassiner,
strap into ya staminerA hardcore freakin' avenor, tearin' up the vibe for
setWit the mystery of Chess, -Boxin' at your mutherfuckin' textThen ya
slip, when I flip, only on that combatic shitRhymes comin straight from the
fuckin' pits, so toggle upDon't puddle up, better yet just duck, I'm callin
all earth-formsHuh!, I don't play games, I make pain, or migrainesStick
it to ya ass like pain's, who in the hell did, ever drop shitRammin' the
mic, with 5 fingers of death, then bombed shitLike big momma, ya long gone,
along with desert stormBut have ya not heard, Word is
bondODB:62nd Assassinator, comin' at a theatre near youIt's
Dirty and it's Stinkin', YeahIt's Dirty and it's Stinkin', YoIt's Dirty
and it's Stinkin', YesIt's Dirty and it's Stinkin'[I wanna tell ya
somthin']Yo!, Let me continue, verse number 2, style is wild, dirty
stinkinLike (? - doodoo), If ya hangin' around, ya change ya mindIt is
a bad influence, but yo!, it's my rhymeI sit down and I say to myself
[self], yoare you ready to top ya self?I drop the single for you to get
a dose of, As I lay backLike a pillow on a sofa, gettin' paid?, yehhh!,
right, would it?Why asking me, G? what, what, what, what, you know meMy
mouth is sugar, sweet as a honey bee, taste like a fortyStinkin' like
Old-E'!, but I drink Ol' English so I speak Ol' EnglishYou gotta be Dirty
and Stinkish, and if it's not, well I guess I'm notThe A-S-O-N my
friendsIt's Dirty and it's Stinkin'It's Dirty and it's Stinkin',
BabyIt's Dirty and it's Stinkin', YesIt's Dirty and it's Stinkin', I
saidIt's Dirty and it's Stinkin'It's Dirty and it's
Stinkin'Over and overWu-Tang comin through ya town
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