I push my levels to zero with distortin. Boost two compression enhancers the message I'm recordin. Live from California, warnin night to mornin. The illest squad this side of Earth is now formin.
Back in the days, my pops said "right on". (Right on, right on). All the street poets in the house, write on. (Write on, write on). Black people, right on, right one.
[evidence]. Yo, accept defeat as I drop after the heat. Don't provoke, come fully equipped. Daggered and cloak. So what you wanna do?. I came in bumpin jack of spades.
Check it out now. I work the angles like, off the cushion in the sidepocket. Electrifying like a live socket. Hit em with all flavors, yup. We tryin to be neighbords with pro-ballplayers, I'm talkin papers.
Ladies and gentlemen. Dilated Peoples and all that. . Everywhere we go now. Pack your bags, we goin' on a long trip man, guess what? We all. We all, all around the world.
Dilated, dilated, dilated... . [Evidence]. Yo. I kill ciphers. That's how I went from good to God. I ain't perfect, yet n' still the hood is ours. And it's worthy, good people here work good and hard.
You can't imitate me on this fuckin' tape. You ain't ringing the bell I'm ready when you are. . You ain't ringing the bell. You ain't busting the grape.
I don't walk, I stalk, living foul like pork. Shutting down underground streets of New York. Hawk is what the niggas call me, 'cause they all be. Sucking my dick and my mother fucking balls, G.
Reunited 'cause it feels so good. Reunited 'cause we're understood. There's one perfect thing and children this one is it. We both were so excited 'cause we're reunited, hey, hey.
Intro: Ol' Dirty Bastard + (some Jamaican woman). . Yeah!. I wanna let allllll y'all niggaz know in here tonight. that this is that Wu-Tang shit. This that shit that's gonna get you high... {*echoes*}.
Yo, yo, this is Chris Rock. You heard my man. He ain't on no commercial shit. The O.D.B.. It ain't the Young D.B.. It's the Ol' D.B.. That old shit. This ain't the Embry-O D.B..
I never saw so many people tonight. I mean y'all all got it crowded up in here and that's good. I'm glad that y'all givin' it up for him, y'all givin' it up for him.
Okay, yeah, alright. I find it hard to say, that everything is alright. Don't look at me that way, like everything is alright. 'Cause my own eyes can see, through all your false pretenses.
VERSE1:. I was born into this world. Little bitty baby girl. And when I look at why looking so glad. In a racist world. Now it's a difficult process. The matter is of perception.
[Verse 1]. I walk alone on this road to Babylon. I play the reggaeton and I burn a spliff alone. I feel a fire that's higher than Gibbon. I wanna get deep like the lake of Balaton.
[Verse 1: Martin $ky]. Boy I swear I've been up on my own shit. Boy I swear I think that we the coldest. Made the hottest shit comin' from the city right now.