I despise your killing and raping
You're despicable are you, my judge?
It's just you should be punished
I'm going to chop off your arm, so are you ready?Yo, yeah, yo, yo, yo, yeah
Check these high hats sting things moving through the rubbish
Party robust, rec room style for you brothers
Time's ticking, eruptments conductEntering one funk before the drum dry up
Dial, style, jab vocab slow
Alphabet run, construction voice might blow
Tap dance swelling Hemingway novel modelFor a breather, dirty reefer hide your bottle
Cut down, come with something that's round and profound
Blood brothers people of colors we get down
Watch this fly, force feed things being saidNine Diagram acid black evil red left his
Mic half a dangle, seriously man
My mic clapper def wish, everlasting plan
Heavenly God body, know me as the cleanerNight champion, old villain style seem a
kiss of spider, to God saga why bother
Godfather talk drama, fly swattersNumber two, Chao San PoiThis Wu shit be hard to kill and full blown
Rhymes filtered through the net before words hit the chrome
Pro tools editing tracks that's rough
'Cause a jam without a live MC isn't enoughSo we attack this and grab all within' reach
Throw a scrap back to niggaz perfect your own speech
Shit is copper, it ain't worth the mic stands
Used by backup singers in Atlantic City bandsNiggaz look on and get hooked on this mic line
Real thin and shift through the pipeline
LP's delivered with style and potentialNiggaz flowin' smoothly in a sequential
Order, revealin' hidden tape recorders
Stashed inside pockets of those who lack auraTwist the DAC up, them niggaz with math is back up
Watch he act up, fifty-two block track we slap up
Playground maneuver, jet to Vancouver like this
Two Kahluas one chick she's German LugerGet the shit on, light a fresh pack, bust it open
With the seal on Dunn, deal on this, with the real on
Next, Rocky, ring, call it to Decatur
Slang sou fleer home decorator, playerMic immigrants, nine of us formed resemblance
Somethin' flashy, God dead-armed is nasty
Peep the ornaments enough to make Shorty-Wop stare at me yo
He killed the God might as well throw a chair at meYo MC's wonder what's hip hop thunder
Tell you the truth it's just one nation under a groove
Gettin' down for the funk of it like Fred Sanford in the bizYo one held his paraphernalia, a Wu memorabilia
Mailed by the fortune teller, tried to tell ya
'Bout the group recruit we scoop up cream like Breyer's
Then spread across the globe like telephone wiresThirty-six assorted, Shaolin imported
Chambers been recorded, you're fuckin' with the loops
Time for royalty audit
Fabulous establishment metabolism, Blackfoot IndianCherokee started out smaller than amphibian
Then grew to a physical body with five meridians
As the pendulum swings closer to the millennium
Two thousand, wickedness is spread amongst my citizenI got a muscle the industrial to make a hustle
And politic with Leo and Russell
When niggaz is still rushin' we'll brush youHe's a womanizer
But he's an expert at throwing knivesThoughts are contained in the trenches of the brain
Ignite, blowin' the mic to Arabian heights
As I recite this medley, niggaz couldn't fuck with the
Deadly ground I hold downClassical gangland style, shots hit the ceiling
Panic and confusion echoes through the building
Continuing to build, I strive for perfection
Driven by the will to live, glocks I holdShots I give, while searchers of rescue teams
Look for means of survival and who's liable
For this harrowing experienceYou scream for the extreme, fiend for the cap
And proceeds of the Wu-Tang Academy
To fuck up your anatomy with assault and batteryNumber two, Chao San Poi
Number two, Chao San PoiHe's a womanizer
But he's an expert at throwing knivesNumber one, Yen Chang Wa
He's an adulterer, don't trust him
Number two, Chao San Poi
Number two, Chao San PoiHe's a womanizer
But he's an expert at throwing knivesI despise your killing and raping
You're despicable are you, my judge?
It's just you should be punished
I'm going to chop off your arm, so are you ready?I despise your killing and raping
You're despicable are you, my judge?
It's just you should be punished
I'm going to chop off your arm, so are you ready?