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von Ol’ Dirty Bastard

Yeah!
I wanna let all y′all niggas know in here tonight
That this is that Wu-Tang shit
This that shit that's gonna get you high
See when you stimulate your own mind, for one common cause
You see who′s the real motherfuckers
See what you see, is you what you see? (Can I say it? Wu-Tang a-run tings!)
Be the original G
Rhymin' on timin' and in the place to be (run blood claat tings!)
They love to see me!

You′re a crossbreed, I′m a knowledge seed
I want action, that's what I need
I never put doubt in my mind
′Cause I know when I touch the mic, there's the rhyme
See murder which is caused
When you fuck with the negative and positive charge
Then they came up, out my garage
With the hit that′s gonna be large


Tired of sittin' on my fuckin′ ass
Niggas I know, be runnin' around with mad fuckin' cash
Who the fuck wanna be an emcee
If you can′t get paid to be a fuckin′ emcee?
I came out my momma pussy, I'm on welfare
Twenty-six years old, still on welfare!
So I gotta get paid fully
Whether it′s truthfully or untruthfully
With my Boston bloodthirsty process
P-E-A-C-E

Move 'em in, move ′em in
Move 'em out, move ′em out
Stick it up
Raw hide!

Yea, gotta come back to attack
Killin' niggas who said they got stacks 'cause I don′t give a fuck
I wanna see blood, whether it′s period blood
Or bustin' your fuckin′ face, some blood!
I'm goin′ out my fuckin' mind!
Everytime I get around devils

Let me calm down, you niggas better start runnin′
'Cause I'm comin′, I′m dope like fuckin' heroin
Wu-Tang Bloodkin, a goblin, who come tough like lambskin
Imagine, gettin′ shot up with Ol' Dirty insulin
You bound to catch AIDS or somethin′
Not sayin' I got it, but nigga, if I got it you got it!


Yo, check the bulletproof fly shit, strong like Thai stick
Then I′ll remain to tear your frame, while I freaks it
Like some fly new sneaks and shit
Now eat my shit, bitch tried to creep and got hit
Now regulate, and I'll be out to set up a date
Wu-Tang, is bangin' like a Ron G tape

RZA pump the shit just like a shotty
Watch me run it John Gotti
Collidin′ on the track, like gin and watty
Check the calender, I warn any challenger to step up
Feel the blast from the silencer

Move ′em in, move 'em in
Move ′em out, move 'em out
Stick it up
Raw hide!

Comin′ soon to a theatre near you, it be the Wu
Yeah, find yourself in the square and see it's true
Actual facts to snack on and chew
My positive energy sounds peace to you
A wise man killed one horse and made glue
Wicked women puttin′ period blood in stew
Don't that make the stew witches brew?
I fear for the eighty-five that don't got a clue

How could he know what the fuck he never knew?
God-Cypher-Divine come to show and come to prove
A mystery god that′s the work of Yacub
The Holy Ghost got you scared to death kid boo!

Yeah, we always gotta keep it fly
Fly for you to feel what you wants to feel
See Wu-Tang like to thank all the people across the country
All the people in America, all the people outside of America
For listenin′ to our music
We gotta keep it fly for ya
See, this ain't somethin′ new
That's just gonna come out of nowhere, no!
This is somethin Ol′ and Dirty!
And Dirty! Yeah