Windpipe Wu-Tang Clan

[RZA]
Yo, Yo, Yo, doodododo boodododo, yo, pssh, yo, yo
Parked the Jeep on the street of the Sunset Marquis
Autograph sign in pass wit' a gold tip Sharpie
Permanent ink blots, I'm drunk on Red Label scotch
While you faggots try to judge my shit like Ed Koch
Underground left and right pan surround sound can't re-scan
Be an enhanced video tape, Steadicam
Gold and chrome, Desert Eagle never left at home
To the track of the beat, watch Bobby flip the metronome
High voltage, keep my seed and Wiz well-cultured
Kill enemies by mailing them the poison through postage
I open and fold ya, Dirty fucked a ogre
I'll leave the cats that book of food stamps, they make cold cuts
Then buy some Equal, a fifty-sack of that lethal
Or just be boostin' bloody cube steaks from Key Food

[Hook 4X: Ol' Dirty Bastard]
What party can you go to
And I ain't there you bitches actin like you don't care

[RZA]
You bitches actin' like you don't care
You bitches actin' like you, YO
Razor blade toenails cut holes inside tube socks
Gold and platinum fangs unstainable, I chew rocks
Cybertech digital suit, deflect bullets
Black hooded, surrounded by forty acres of wooded
Land, like my cousin dusty dirty ass Dan
Fucked the daughter of the leader of the Ku Klux Klan
Tapes we dub, pound you wit the ace of club
Clobber your tree to a shrub
Tongue kiss a lion then kidnap her cub
Passionate portrait, my bitch spread eagle, wild orchid
Pussy so wet you could fuck it wit' a soft tipped dick
Tickled her tonsil, you could hear her coughin'
I don't know if Dirt fucked Mariah, but I'm out to fuck Tyra
Starks might fuck Mya