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feat. Method Man & Raekwon the Chef Intro: Ol' Dirty Bastard + (some Jamaican woman) Yeah! I wanna let allllll y'all niggaz know in here tonight that this is that Wu-Tang shit This that shit that's gonna get you high... {*echoes*} 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 see meeeeeeee! [Ol' Dirty Bastard] 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 Niggaz 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 Chorus: Method Man Move em in move em in Move em out move em out Stick it up {*whip sound*} raw hide! [Ol' Dirty Bastard] Yea, gotta come back to attack Killin niggaz who said they got stacks, cause I don't give a fuck {*inhales*} 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 {*breathing hard*} Let me calm down, you niggaz 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 {*sucks air*} You bound to catch AIDS or somethin Not sayin I got it, but nigga if I got it you got it!! WHAT?!? {*echoes*} [Raekwon the Chef] 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 {*whoosh*} feel the blast from the silencer Chorus [Method Man] 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!! Outro: Ol' Dirty Bastard 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 OLD, and DIRTY!! and DIRTY!! Yeah..
