Cuttin' Headz

Here it is
Wheres it at?
In the back
Got a stack
The Dirty
BastardYo you
Bastard flip the phat track
Here I go, here
I go whether friend, whether foe
Let them know that
I flow over the rainbow
Hit the deck
Aw, yep, ch-ch plow from the
TekTakin heads, takin necks
What the fuck they expect?
I dont know
I dont care
I wont fall
I wont stare at a ho less
I know that
Im going to the mo
T-t-tel, cause
Im lousy, technique is drowsy
Stop tryin to foul me sayin that were lousy
But Im a tyrant, defiant, walkin
New York Giant
President of the
WuBut Im also a client
Its the Wu, what, you knew what, you do what, what, who, what, what
I dont give a flying fuck
About a chump cause this heart only pumps
Kool-AidSnatch a kid by the braids and cut his head off
Rhymes is rugged like burnt buildings in
HarlemThe
Ol Dirty
Bastard from the
Temple of
ShaolinDirty to the brain like drops of acid rain
Clang, clang, clang, rhymes pluckin at your brain
So take a sip from the cup of death
And when youre shaking my right hand,
Ill stab you with the left
Red alert!
Red alert!
Ason comin straight from the dirt
Once I go berserk, mad brothers got hurt
Nothin new in ninety- two, its time to do the work
Trails of vatos scream once
I hop on the scene
And fear the return of the fatal flying guillotine
Mr. Milli, that means
Im also militant
Dont wear no suit and tie,
Im no gentleman
Gettin laid, takin heads, thats my hobby
Punch a brother in the face who call me
RobbieI be the
RZA, call me that cuz
INever liked the name
I recieved from my poppa
Dirty deluxe, yo,
Im huntin for ducks
Snatchin devils up by the hair then cut his head off
Here it is
Wheres it at?
In the back
Gotta split
Here it is
Wheres it at ?
In the back
Gotta split
Here it is
Wheres it at?
In the back
Gotta split
Here it is
Wheres it at?
In the back
Gotta split
Here it is
Wheres it at?
In the back
Gotta split
Here it is
Wheres it at?
In the back
Gotta split
Here it is
Wheres it at?
In the back
Gotta split