(come on in)[Ol Dirty *singing*]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 niggaz!(come on in, come
on, come on, come on in)[Intro/Chorus: Ol Dirty/Osirus]As high
as Wu-Tang getAllah allow us pop this shitJust like black shoe
fitIf you can't wear it, well don't fuck with
it![Verse One: The Genius/GZA]Yo, too many songs, weak rhymes
that's mad longMake it brief Son, half short and twice
strongNo doubt, it took time searchin, eventuallyit was prime
urgent, for you to examine the rhyme merchantLace MC's with
styles when they rhyme drunkOn a label hunt, until twenty thou,
out the trunkEight Diagram sword swinga armored tank forceRZA
throw in the disc but then change the bank sourceYou can't
flow, must be the speech impedimentYou got lost off the snare
off Impeach the PresidentWhether in Amsterdam smokin seven grams
of greenthen you pack, a thousand white teens in tight jeansThis
Witty Unpredictable shot is criticalto analytical analogy,
insurance policies whySaid he know that sounds define the
noteCouldn't recognize, blast him the fuck behind the
ropesToo many dope niggaz I see starvinCatch a single deal, a
possible plea bargainWu slay regardles to whom or what, five
mics five nightsHang him from the balcony, drop twenty-five
flightsA fugitive bass playin rap czarsmoke the cigars, his
prints on the strings of his guitar[Chorus][Verse Two: Method
Man/Iron Lung]Tical got a hold on ya, doin exactlywhat the fuck
I mariju-wanta, dis nigga nastyDeep in the dirty dungeon,
buggin, lovinthe ways these rhymes keep comin, at cha splash
yaGet your head piece fractured, with killer cutsprone to drops
ya, slash ya, rip shit upGot this whole thing Tang mastered, sho
nuffAn MC too good to be touched, John Johnbring the phenomenon,
I cold crushMC, inferiorities they froze up, ice coldas we move
on, saga unfoldCaptivated by a saga that go untold, like
GoldfingerCaught up in a cliffhangerYo I-N-S another code red,
danger, break out the vestNow it's tactical warfare,
it's all hereCome with your shield and hardware, it be on
hereDon't ever roam, in the naked cityEight Fingers stories
none prettyBomb em wit the Witty Unpredictable, conditionin be
criticalPeace to Tang, gettin high on your physical, dis next
drinkis a toast to your memoryWhen I go how many niggaz
gon' remember me[Chorus]