Third World Lyrics - Singles - Dj Muggs

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 

Beams 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, it's corporate 

Visual niggas paint portraits 

Verse two: rza 

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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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