Wu-Tang Clan

Wu-Tang Clan - Reunited Remix lyrics

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[Ol' Dirty Bastard *singin*] [RZA]
 Reunited cuz it feels so good Yo, yo, niggaz ain't shit
 Reunited cuz we're understood Your bitch ain't shit
 There's one perfect thing and Your momma ain't shit
 children this one is it Your daddy ain't shit
 We both we're so excited cuz You ain't shit
 we're reunited, hey! hey! Niggaz ain't shit
 Your momma ain't shit
 Your daddy ain't shit
 You ain't shit, you ain't shit
 Yo, yo

 [GZA]
 Reunited, double LP, world excited
 Struck a mass to the underground, industry ignited
 from metaphorical parables to fertilize the Earth
 Wicked niggaz come, try to burglarize the turf
 Scattin off soft-ass beats, them niggaz rap happily
 Tragically, that style, de-ter-iate, rapidly
 Uncompleted missions, throwin your best known compositions
 You couldn't add it up, if you mastered addition
 Where I come from, gettin visual is habitual
 De-mon-strate walkin on hot coal, in rituals
 I splash the paint on the wall, it formed the mural
 He took a look, saw the manifestation of it, was plural
 Rhymin while impaired, dart hit your garment
 Pierced your internals, streamlined compartments
 Just consider the unparallel advantage
 of a natural disaster that's impossible to manage

 [Ol' Dirty Bastard]
 I'm known on the microphone as the rap professor
 Casual dresser, you may dress fresher
 The way that I speak this shit is energetic
 My physique of meat is quick atheletic
 Remove all MC's who disapprove
 that my funky fresh particle always have the groove
 You're jealous over me because you're not a competitor
 You're just a donor, I'm the rap editor
 Tryin to rock the mic when you get an appetite
 All negative on the mic, I dislike
 Try to rock the mic but only will reduce
 Try to get loose, you juice as a youth
 Not knowin to yourself that you shall be frozen
 I'm the MC warrior, who has been chosen
 to rock and shock beats, polite when I recite
 Sulfur MC's, you are down right, out right
 Try to be talkative, there's no alternative
 Hide until I forgive, this motive
 I am unique with the perfected physique
 The objective of my rhyme is my own technique
 I maintain the paradise on this Earth
 with the shut the fuck up style for what this shit is worth
 Watch a nigga catch a purse
 Super-hero niggaz die
 Do my dirt, get away and multiply
 You bitches, ya nice guys
 Always want bitch, because ya need mine
 I pleased on how I get up on the stage and fuck up the show
 Cuz nobody can't fuck with me!
 You bootleggin buyin motherfuckers, don't do that with me
 with all these child-support cases I got, I needs my money!
 Earl for ages, a 100 and down, sacrifice ya baby to the underground
 The best kept secret, how does it feel to be boxin in
 like a skeleton, growin back ya skin?
 When I was young, I was taught how to produce
 the science of babies gettin loose
 I turned white boys to Springsteen spruce
 Black to spooks, gave the Chinese Bruce
 I can't help it if my style is foggy, monster boogie
 Get ya high on my patio, all come to see me movie
 Bicthes, you're walkin on my dirt
 We ain't sayin nuthin
 I whisper in ya ear, make ya blink cold Pert
 Love potion, plenty bones I put up
 What!? What!? What!? What!?
 You know what time it is,
 mothefuckers!

 [Ol' Dirty Bastard *singing*] [Ms. Roxy]
 Reunited and it feels so good It's Wu mothefuckers
 Reunited cuz we're understood ah, Wu-Tang motherfuckers
 There's one perfect thing
 and children this one is it
 We both we're so excited
 cuz we're reunited, hey! hey! It's Wu motherfuckers
 ah, Wu-Tang motherfuckers
 It's Wu motherfuckers
 ah, Wu-Tang motherfuckers
 It's Wu motherfuckers
 ah, Wu-Tang motherfuckers

 [Outro: Ol' Dirty Bastard]
 I want to give a big shout out to the Wu-Tang Clan.
 We holdin it down. YouknowI'msayin?
 I also want to show mad love to Puffy cuz you holdin it down.
 Master P, you holdin it down.
 KnowI'msayin? Dr.Dre, you holdin it down.
 Give Snoop my love, E-40.
 MC Eiht, West Coast, word is bond.
 This is family, I don't give a fuck!
 Striaght up. It's Dirt Dog, nigga!
 Y'all niggaz know how the fuck I get down!
 knowI'msayin? I'm here to represent this shit!
 KnowImean? I love y'all niggaz!
 Motherfucker, my stomach hurts!
 Bitch, I got to go!
 (ah, Wu-Tang motherfuckers
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