Reunited (remix) Lyrics

Reunited (remix) lyrics

[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...)