Verse One: Ol Dirty Bastard



You're a crossbreed, I'm a dolla seed

I want ACTION is what I need

I never had 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 out of my garage

with the hits that's supposed to be large

I'm tired of stittin on my fuckin ass

niggaz I know be walkin around with mad fuckin cash

who the FUCK wanna be an MC

if you can't get paid to be a fuckin MC

I came out my moma's pussy I'm on welfare

26 years old I'm still on welfare

so I gotta paid fully

whether it's truthfully or untruthfully

with my forceful blood thirsty 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) rawhide



Verse Two: Ol Dirty Bastard



gotta come back to attack

killin niggaz that say they got stack 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 (breathing hard)

let me calm down niggaz need to start runnin

cause I'm comin, I'm dope like fuckin herion

Wu-Tang Bloodkin a goblin that 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!!

Nigga what?!!



Verse Three: Raekwon the Chef



Check the bulletproof fly shit strong like thai stick

then I'll remain to tear your frame with my peep nick

like some fly new sneaks and shit

now peep my shit bitch tried to creep and got hit

now regulate as I begin to set up a date

Wu-Tang is bangin like a Ron G tape

Rza pump the shotty on the track watch em run it John Gotti

I livin on the track like Jen and Waldi

fell my Dallinger I warn any challenger

to step up (whip) feel the blast of my silencer



Chorus



Verse Four: 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 smack 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 85 that don't gotta clue

how could he know what the fuck he never knew

God cypher the rhyme 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