[00:00.000] 作词 : Ghostface Killah/GZA/Ol' Dirty Bastard/Raekwon/Method Man/RZA/U-God/Brother J
[00:00.000] 作曲 : Ghostface Killah/GZA/Ol' Dirty Bastard/Raekwon/Method Man/RZA/U-God/Brother J
[00:00.000][Intro: Ol' Dirty Bastard]
[00:00.000]See let a nigga come through with that bullshit
[00:03.148]Any time you pop that shit, nigga
[00:06.639]If l could get my shit together
[00:10.993]I know, it'll come to what? Say what?
[00:13.092]Now I'ma let all you mother****ers know
[00:15.084]See them knows that this is something you can't ****
[00:16.583]Whether you from Brooklyn, whether you from Manhattan
[00:19.595]You from Queens, nigga
[00:21.336]I don't give a **** where you be, mother****er
[00:25.086]Where you reside, mother****er
[00:33.131]How you live? How you see?
[00:33.474]Sort the stack outs, this one's the blackout
[00:35.718]Three-fifty-seven to your mouth, blaow
[00:37.977]Dirty, can you hear me? Rawness I’m inflicting
[00:39.728]It's that G type slang that makes this real sickening
[00:41.971]Ignite the styles, I got my hand upon thе trigger
[00:44.469]Starts from the smallest and hits thе bigger nigga
[00:46.464]Yo, straight out the lava by them hell fires
[00:49.686]A known mental killer, born thriller, assassin of terror
[00:51.441]A hot bloody fatal mixture of carbon and water
[00:53.945]Homicidal manslaughter, death is the order
[00:58.283]Start the mission, travel like the speed of wind
[00:59.031]Through the valley of sin, I step to ville and murdered many men
[01:01.025]Serving justice in my vicinity
[01:03.023][Zu Keeper - Brooklyn Zu]
[01:04.518](This is, Brooklyn, Zu)
[01:06.138][Murdoc - Brooklyn Zu]
[01:10.886]I get down, I get down, I crack your ****ing crown
[01:12.882]Lay around and watch some real niggas break ground
[01:15.145]I can't shop cause every bro blowing up the spot
[01:17.642]Hit rocks and niggas know
[01:20.132]Yo, niggas grab the mic like the bites of a scorpion
[01:22.133]Nervous, that's why the Zu brought me in
[01:24.397]Now bring 'em forth, like the tortures at the courts
[01:26.645]Before the case begin, first break me in
[01:29.785]His brain, and make sure he can't maintain the calmness
[01:32.286]Ya harmless, watch how I bomb this
[01:34.284]Stage light now appears to be the moon
[01:36.278]Now your posse is your ****ing platoon
[01:38.538]Stale sound just flows through the air
[01:41.039]I'm like a ninja, once I send ya cold stares
[01:43.283]Then I get furious, imperious, the lyricist with the clearest rhyme
[01:46.526]Erupt to deduct your ****ing mind
[01:48.032]**** shit up on the hurry-up
[01:50.039]Known for burying ducks through more styles than a monk
[01:53.647]Warning you ch**p, brain is out for lunch
[01:54.653]Given the power punch, soon to be paid like Donald Trump
[01:57.400]Never fall victim to no b***h
[01:59.139]Jerked my d**k, but still got more hoes than a pimp
[02:02.158]And score more points than Shawn Kemp
[02:07.327]Keeping powerfully strong like the center on the Knicks
[02:07.929]Hut one, hut two, hut three, hut
[02:11.415]Ol Dirty Bastard live and uncut
[02:11.415](Shame on a nigga who tried to run game on a—)
[02:13.848][Shorty Shit Stain - Brooklyn Zu]
[02:14.201]Got more props than the President
[02:15.693]My hardcore represent
[02:17.558]Blowing niggas back who never had this
[02:18.803]'Cause I'm gifted, so you can gift wrap the shit
[02:20.799]I'm kicking and send it to your moms for Christmas
[02:23.310]And tell her Shorty Shit Stain sent it
[02:25.555]Soon to have more green than the Jolly Green Giant
[02:28.056]'Cause niggas rap styles just down, it's expired
[02:30.552]You should've stayed home instead of picking up a microphone
[02:32.805]But if you wanna run on up, like you tough
[02:35.429]I call your bluff and blow you down with my hardcore stuff
[02:38.188]I shine like twenty-four carat, niggas know
[02:40.536]Roll and stroll with the party scene
[02:42.149]Nigga wanna know me as Mr. Clean
[02:43.893]Wza-wza-wza-wza-Wu-Tang, flip the script and
[02:47.398]Test my skill niggas, you're tripping
[02:49.266]Drugged up from sniffing, you're the one who's riffing
[02:51.523]I'm not Opie, save that old shit for Andy Griffith
[02:54.024]Start to flip, slip cause you're slipping
[02:56.107]While you sleep I be the God on point, with Scottie Pippen
[02:58.604]As I jump on stage, flip rip a show
[03:01.106]Strip and rip a ho, way like Bo
[03:03.364]Jackson while I'm still taxing maxing
[03:05.856]Relaxing sitting back, silly attraction
[03:08.103]Again and again when I rock the jam
[03:10.360]Wanna see 'em up in the air, throw up your hand
[03:12.861]Introducing one-man band in town
[03:15.104]It's wild, more the style couldn't stand nigga
[03:18.150]When the jump stepped to the center
[03:19.963]Of the rhyme inventor, MCs' tormentor
[03:22.206]You get dap slapped, across the MC map
[03:25.198]Your ass that's your ass on a whore shot
[03:27.709]Come on through I black and blue your whole crew
[03:29.956]Then I get Rudy with the Hong Kong Phoo'
[03:32.205]Ol' Dirty Bastard, MC killer
[03:34.697]Money maker, Brooklyn, Shaolin style
[03:37.460]That I lay down like tile, then I get higher
[03:40.052][60 Second Assassin - Sunz of Man]
[03:40.311]Here comes the ill, type ruffer
[03:43.053]Style be untouched I'm leavin' broken down grammars on the pen
[03:45.798]Who, who, what? What brings it? Tighter than your shit
[03:48.298]Chambers this name is for the deepest trainers
[03:50.556]Keep it stainless, steel, on time it is the windmill
[03:53.055]Deadly venom kills, at the last of the Sam's Mill
[03:55.297]60 Second, nucleus, attack on your set
[03:57.541]Hit you with the blast (Yo, close the door)
[03:59.057]Shabazz

作词 : Ghostface Killah/GZA/Ol' Dirty Bastard/Raekwon/Method Man/RZA/U-God/Brother J
作曲 : Ghostface Killah/GZA/Ol' Dirty Bastard/Raekwon/Method Man/RZA/U-God/Brother J
See let a nigga come through with that bullshit
Any time you pop that shit, nigga
If l could get my shit together
I know, it'll come to what? Say what?
Now I'ma let all you mother****ers know
See them knows that this is something you can't ****
Whether you from Brooklyn, whether you from Manhattan
You from Queens, nigga
I don't give a **** where you be, mother****er
Where you reside, mother****er
How you live? How you see?
Sort the stack outs, this one's the blackout
Three-fifty-seven to your mouth, blaow
Dirty, can you hear me? Rawness I’m inflicting
It's that G type slang that makes this real sickening
Ignite the styles, I got my hand upon thе trigger
Starts from the smallest and hits thе bigger nigga
Yo, straight out the lava by them hell fires
A known mental killer, born thriller, assassin of terror
A hot bloody fatal mixture of carbon and water
Homicidal manslaughter, death is the order
Start the mission, travel like the speed of wind
Through the valley of sin, I step to ville and murdered many men
Serving justice in my vicinity
(This is, Brooklyn, Zu)
I get down, I get down, I crack your ****ing crown
Lay around and watch some real niggas break ground
I can't shop cause every bro blowing up the spot
Hit rocks and niggas know
Yo, niggas grab the mic like the bites of a scorpion
Nervous, that's why the Zu brought me in
Now bring 'em forth, like the tortures at the courts
Before the case begin, first break me in
His brain, and make sure he can't maintain the calmness
Ya harmless, watch how I bomb this
Stage light now appears to be the moon
Now your posse is your ****ing platoon
Stale sound just flows through the air
I'm like a ninja, once I send ya cold stares
Then I get furious, imperious, the lyricist with the clearest rhyme
Erupt to deduct your ****ing mind
**** shit up on the hurry-up
Known for burying ducks through more styles than a monk
Warning you ch**p, brain is out for lunch
Given the power punch, soon to be paid like Donald Trump
Never fall victim to no b***h
Jerked my d**k, but still got more hoes than a pimp
And score more points than Shawn Kemp
Keeping powerfully strong like the center on the Knicks
Hut one, hut two, hut three, hut
Ol Dirty Bastard live and uncut
(Shame on a nigga who tried to run game on a—)
Got more props than the President
My hardcore represent
Blowing niggas back who never had this
'Cause I'm gifted, so you can gift wrap the shit
I'm kicking and send it to your moms for Christmas
And tell her Shorty Shit Stain sent it
Soon to have more green than the Jolly Green Giant
'Cause niggas rap styles just down, it's expired
You should've stayed home instead of picking up a microphone
But if you wanna run on up, like you tough
I call your bluff and blow you down with my hardcore stuff
I shine like twenty-four carat, niggas know
Roll and stroll with the party scene
Nigga wanna know me as Mr. Clean
Wza-wza-wza-wza-Wu-Tang, flip the script and
Test my skill niggas, you're tripping
Drugged up from sniffing, you're the one who's riffing
I'm not Opie, save that old shit for Andy Griffith
Start to flip, slip cause you're slipping
While you sleep I be the God on point, with Scottie Pippen
As I jump on stage, flip rip a show
Strip and rip a ho, way like Bo
Jackson while I'm still taxing maxing
Relaxing sitting back, silly attraction
Again and again when I rock the jam
Wanna see 'em up in the air, throw up your hand
Introducing one-man band in town
It's wild, more the style couldn't stand nigga
When the jump stepped to the center
Of the rhyme inventor, MCs' tormentor
You get dap slapped, across the MC map
Your ass that's your ass on a whore shot
Come on through I black and blue your whole crew
Then I get Rudy with the Hong Kong Phoo'
Ol' Dirty Bastard, MC killer
Money maker, Brooklyn, Shaolin style
That I lay down like tile, then I get higher
Here comes the ill, type ruffer
Style be untouched I'm leavin' broken down grammars on the pen
Who, who, what? What brings it? Tighter than your shit
Chambers this name is for the deepest trainers
Keep it stainless, steel, on time it is the windmill
Deadly venom kills, at the last of the Sam's Mill
60 Second, nucleus, attack on your set
Hit you with the blast (Yo, close the door)
Shabazz