DJ Muggs

DJ Muggs - Third World lyrics

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Yeah  yeah  yeah. One two. One two. Ayo  Wu Tangs invincible.
 But understand the principle.
 My man Muggs  droppin' phat tracks like drugs.
 Breaker breaker one two. Breaker breaker one two. You're breakin' up.
 Peace.
 Verse One: Genius
 ?VE? shatter light from the Wu mansion
 Still branchin' off the tree that sparked any MC
 And the fool that fell far was the Righteous
 It was Cypress, let the media hype this
 Promotion niggas snipe this
 Push it like tray bags of 72
 Kept niggas in suede rags
 Microphone cycle, who flips the mic so well?
 Hell without bail, in jams packed like jail-cells
 Theres no escaping, once my blade starts scrapin'
 Niggas flakin', wannabe MCs is shakin'
 My sword indeed make more niggas bleed
 So swift that the eye couldn't record the speed
 I lost ya, wit that offer
 Nigga that'll cost ya
 Feel the strings of torture
 Bust him in the ?half gallon?
 Whats that shit he drinkin'?
 They got him thinkin'
 That he could crash his ship and he'd be sinkin'
 I told him " Come back when you're sober."
 Drunk ass punk on a motherfuckin' Hunt for Red October
 Don't even catch me when I'm blunted
 Rhymes start runnin' like bloops on a SB-1200
 Instruments the terror on warships, its corporate
 Visual niggas paint portraits
 Verse Two: RZA
 Check the mic lines for wire-taps
 ...we're under attack, man your stations, take aim, proceed...
 Fire back, all hands on deck
 Cadet, Vets, insert cassette
 Tracks snap heads like berettes
 Catch web sites like Internet
 ...team, I'm detecting vehicles approaching from the East...
 Pass me the infra-red binoculars Captain so I can see
 Sound the alarm
 Call for the suicidal kamikaze ninjas with the bombs
 Flashes of neon, all we saw was flying arms
 Anytime I come by, alumni cut short their air supply
 Send 'em back like George McFly
 I be holdin' this
 Travel ground like a motorist
 Poisonous gas released from my track is odorless and tasteless
 Like Ghost is Face-less
 Which allowed the God to bring it back, it be the hundred cases
 MCs heads weave like trees in a breeze to rhymes like these
 Underwater flow strikes like torpedos
 You'll get plugged more than Del Rio
 Played short like De Vito
 Split the fuck up like Mike Jakatito
 Sword cut sharper than concorde needles
 Call my second private
 ...tell em Righteous importing messages to Cypress...
 I heard your crew assisted on the island with Dr. Titus
 Any chance of releasing the new deadly virus?
 To infiltrate the Western States
 Its time to pump out more rap tapes
 And use the Wu-Tang symbol to communicate
 RZA over and out.
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Author: DJ Muggs, Gary Grice, Robert Diggs

Composer: ?

Publisher: Sony Music Entertainment Inc

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Released in: 1997

Language: English

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