Wu-Tang Clan — As High As Wu-Tang Get

[Intro: Ol' Dirty Bastard] (come on in) Dinn-dnn-dnn-ta-dnn (come on in) Dinn-dnn-ta-dnn, dinn DNN DAH (come on, come on, come on in) Dnn-da-duh-duh-DAH, you BITCH ASS niggas! (come on in, come on, come on, come on in) [Chorus: Ol' Dirty Bastard] As High As Wu-Tang get Allah allow us pop this shit Just like black shoe fit If you can't wear it, well, don't fuck with it! [Verse 1: GZA] Yo, too many songs, weak rhymes that's mad long Make it brief, son, half short and twice strong No doubt, it took time searchin' Eventually, it was prime urgent For you to examine the rhyme merchant Lace MC's with styles when they rhyme drunk On a label hunt, until twenty thou, out the trunk Eight Diagram sword swinga armored tank force RZA throw in the disc, but then change the bank source You can't flow, must be the speech impediment You got lost off the snare off Impeach the President Whether in Amsterdam smokin' seven grams of green Venue packed, a thousand white teens in tight jeans This Witty Unpredictable shot is critical To analytical analogy, insurance policies why Said he know that sounds define the note Couldn't recognize, blast him the fuck behind the ropes Too many dope niggas I see starvin' Catch a single deal, a possible plea bargain Wu slay regardless to whom or what, five mics, five nights Hang him from the balcony, drop twenty-five flights A fugitive bass playin' rap czar Smoke the cigars, his prints on the strings of his guitar [Chorus: Ol' Dirty Bastard] As High As Wu-Tang get Allah allow us pop this shit Just like black shoe fit If you can't wear it, well, don't fuck with it! [Verse 2: Method Man] Tical got a hold on ya, doin' exactly What the fuck I mari-wanna, this nigga nasty Deep in the dirty dungeon, buggin', lovin' The ways these rhymes keep comin', at cha, splash ya Get your head piece fractured with killer cuts From the Shropshire Slasher, rip shit up Got this whole thing Tang mastered, sho nuff An MC too good to be touched — John John Bring the phenomenon, I cold crush MC inferiorities, they froze up Ice cold as we move on, saga unfold Captivated by a saga that go untold, like Goldfinger Caught up in a cliffhanger Yo, I-N-S, another code red, danger Break out the vest, now it's tactical warfare, it's all here Come with your shield and hardware, it be on here Don't ever roam, in the naked city Eight million stories, none pretty Bomb 'em wit' the Witty Unpredictable Conditionin' be critical Peace to Tang, gettin' high on your physical This next drink is a toast to your memory When I go, how many niggas gon' remember me? [Chorus: Ol' Dirty Bastard] As High As Wu-Tang get Allah allow us pop this shit Just like black shoe fit If you can't wear it, well, don't fuck with it!


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