Reunited Lyrics

Reunited lyrics

[Intro: Roxanne]

 

 It's Wu motherfuckers, ah Wu-Tang motherfuckers [3X]

 It's Wu, ah goin on

 

 [Verse One: The Genius/GZA]

 

 Reunited, double LP, we're all excited

 Struck a match 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, deter-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 internal, streamlined compartments

 Just consider the unparallel advantage

 Of a natural disaster that's impossible to manage

 

 [Verse Two: Ol Dirty Bastard/Osirus]

 

 Bitch ass niggaz counterfeit the funk

 I smoke the bead and the skunk, tree top of the trunk

 Moonshine drunken monk, YaHEAD, get shrunk

 The touch of skunk, I be fuckin bitches by the chunk

 my name black, do words wanna play in my dirt?

 Bitch stop my momma serve, free lunch from the church

 I come like a thousand doves

 Bitch you quiet at the bus, makin the fuss, I gots tough love

 Unglove the news, watch a nigga transfuse

 Dirty add to the fuse, heavy at the booze

 I don't walk, I get carried

 Gold and platinum frisbees on my wall, lookin properly

 but come-ly, I U.F.O. you Wright Brothers

 The Indian that sold Manhattan to the white man

 my grandfather, step up and get knocked right the fuck out

 Come to the cook-out, Dirty bitch at the mouth

 You scared?  Run around like a plane about to crash

 

 [*sound of a plane crashing and explosion*]

 

 [Roxanne] Wu-Tang motherfuckers [2X]

 Yeah... and RZA

 

 [Verse Three: RZA]

 

 Yo, yo, The Riddler, funny bone tickler, freak Caligula

 Bigger dick sex enigma pistol fertilize your stigma

 Stinkbox, order from pink dot

 MC's get stuck on ink blots as I plug to the sinkbox

 Wu-Tang Incorp. take your brain on spacewalk

 Talk strange like B-jork, great hero Jim Thorpe

 How can I put it?  Life is like video footage

 Hard to edit, directors, that never understood it

 I'm too impulsive, my deadly corrosive dosage

 attack when you least notice through explosive postage

 I don't play, the rap souflee sautee for the day

 Ruler Zig-Zag-Zig A, Leg Leg Arm Head

 Spread like plague, we drink Hennessee by the jig

 I got the golden egg plus the goose

 Eighty proof, Absolut, mixed with cranberry fruit juice

 Ginseng boost, I got yo' neck in a noose

 Keep my money wrinkled, the rap star twinkle killer instinct

 sixteen bar nickle sell more copies than Kinko

 Grow like a fetus with no hands and feet to complete us

 and we return like Jesus, when the whole world need us

 

 [Verse Four: Method Man/Iron Lung]

 

 Is it appetite for destruction

 Slap a murder rap on this production, I touch somethin trust nuttin

 Iron Lung/Twisted Metal

 I see em duckin my dart gun, bustin, from every angle

 Worldwide total carnage, the sickest flow

 that be code named Agent Orange, killin you slow

 It's only right you pay homage

 to those that's bout to blow like that shit up your nose, solid

 as a rock when I strike target, ver-bal

 Be screamin on you like a drill sargeant, her-bals

 got me where I wanna be right now, don't know the time

 Check the hour on your sundial, watch me shine

 Drunk off of cheap wine

 Each line be on point when I speak mine

 On behalf of my crew, SUUUUUUUUUUU, Enter the Wu

 Thirty-Six more deadly Chambers, to take you through

 

 [Outro: Roxanne]

 

 It's Wu motherfuckers, Wu-Tang motherfuckers [6X]

 

 [*violins play on for a while*]

 

 It's Wu motherfuckers, Wu-Tang motherfuckers [5X]

 Yeahhh, Wu-Tannnnnng

 Wu-Tannnnnnnng

 

 [Ol Dirty] Oh yeahhhh, ahhh, aiyy yeahh yeahhhahh aiii

 [Roxanne]  And RZA...