Fast Shadow Wu-Tang Clan
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[Intro: Method Man & Ol' Dirty Bastard]
DJ, I'm sayin'
You could– you could just come over top of that shit
Did I hear it? Nigga and bang your head, punk!
Suck the dick! Suck the dick! Suck the dick!
Uh! And it don't, it don't, it don't, it don't
Suck the dick! Suck the dick! Suck the dick!
It don't, it don't, it don't, it don't stop
SUCK… MY… DIIIIIIICK!!
[Verse 1: Method Man]
It all starts with the pad and pen
Shall we begin to burn bush in this rap session?
Once again, on the run be the Black Stallion
Now you fuckin' wit Ticallion, hmmm
Iron Lung, boy, me can done, army of one, blaze yo' bun
I'mma get you none except challenge, arghh!!
Run a mile wit' a racist, they iced it, I aced it
Placed it right up in their face till they faced it
Hard to the dome like a chrome microphone
I'm ba-ba-ba-ba-bad to the bone, to the bone
Danger zone — that's my life and my song
Keep it movin', hop along, little doggies
[Verse 2: Ol' Dirty Bastard]
Uh! Uh! Uh! Fuck THAAAAT!
Drive The Mack Cadillac
Dark-shaded window, all sunny and black
Space antenna back of the car
Inside is a TV, even a bar
Bulletproof down, safe and sound
Chauffeur in the FRONT just to drive the Lexus all around
Give ya.. give ya.. give ya body a ride, nice and warm inside
Come to the Dirt Dog as the tummy rise!
Ha-ha-ha! Enter..
DJ, I'm sayin'
You could– you could just come over top of that shit
Did I hear it? Nigga and bang your head, punk!
Suck the dick! Suck the dick! Suck the dick!
Uh! And it don't, it don't, it don't, it don't
Suck the dick! Suck the dick! Suck the dick!
It don't, it don't, it don't, it don't stop
SUCK… MY… DIIIIIIICK!!
[Verse 1: Method Man]
It all starts with the pad and pen
Shall we begin to burn bush in this rap session?
Once again, on the run be the Black Stallion
Now you fuckin' wit Ticallion, hmmm
Iron Lung, boy, me can done, army of one, blaze yo' bun
I'mma get you none except challenge, arghh!!
Run a mile wit' a racist, they iced it, I aced it
Placed it right up in their face till they faced it
Hard to the dome like a chrome microphone
I'm ba-ba-ba-ba-bad to the bone, to the bone
Danger zone — that's my life and my song
Keep it movin', hop along, little doggies
[Verse 2: Ol' Dirty Bastard]
Uh! Uh! Uh! Fuck THAAAAT!
Drive The Mack Cadillac
Dark-shaded window, all sunny and black
Space antenna back of the car
Inside is a TV, even a bar
Bulletproof down, safe and sound
Chauffeur in the FRONT just to drive the Lexus all around
Give ya.. give ya.. give ya body a ride, nice and warm inside
Come to the Dirt Dog as the tummy rise!
Ha-ha-ha! Enter..
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