[intro: buddha monk, (ol’ dirty [bad word] ]

[intro: buddha monk, (ol’ dirty [bad word] ]
 Ahahahaha
 Minds start to freeze, at ease
 Its the wu-tang killa beez
 Brooklyn zu, where we roll, manchuz
 Comin at yo’ avenuez
 36 chambaz at a theater near ya
 (to all my [bad word] niggaz in the place to be
 And lllllast man to me)
 We gon’ take hip hop to anotha level

 [chorus: buddha monk & ol’ dirty [bad word] 
 Wu, gots like come on through
 Su, that’s the call of the wu
 Zu, gots like come on through
 Su, that’s the call for the zu

 [hook: buddha monk & ol’ dirty [bad word] 
 If your from the east coast and
 You’re down with brooklyn zu
 Su, that’s the call for your crew
 If your from the west coast and
 You’re down with brooklyn zu
 Su, that’s the call for your crew

 [buddha monk]
 Yo, I make myself official with the 7-dotted temple
 And the knowledge procedes to take off like emmitt’s missle
 Its the rapfire comin from this lord, monk and sire
 Cut like barbfire, ka-boom, just raise your hands higher
 I get off even if it’s battle or war, y’all niggaz hit the floor
 And word iz bond, it still prescibes laws, hate the allegations
 So, I slam on this nation with motivation and watch out for the zu
 Domination
 We could take it to anotha level, glock-block that kills treble
 Honey rebels, and all y’all niggaz betta end up in [bad word] belleview
 Yo, I mean that, I’m a God and I cut you no slack
 You wanna act, then I attack and just split your wig back
 Your some lame [bad word] [bad word] rockin tommy hilfiger
 With 3 sizes larger just to make you look bigger
 And all you people out there procrastinatin to stop the assassination
 You betta check up with your still and just watch the zu nation

 [chorus]

 [drunken dragon - zu manchuz]
 Now take this, I hit you with the drunken dragon fist
 Got the punk for your mind leavinz niggas in bliss
 I look deep into your eyes, diggin in your soul
 Pullin out the inner thoughts, leave minds behold
 I know exactly what your thinking, I wait for you to blink
 And I hit you with a round to make your ego start sinking
 I send your wack [bad word] back to class, learn something
 So you can peep the real [bad word]  and you can stop fronting
 On your phony block, with your phony glock until you slip
 When niggaz burn the drama they put teks on your lips
 Hey son, I just thought about that [bad word]  And you wanna be a gangsta rapper, boy you get the [bad word]  The drunken dragon, comin at you
 And if I hear you say brooklyn zu, I say "yo, who you? " cuz

 [chorus]

 [buddha monk]
 Back the [bad word] up before I use my gat
 Spray two to your neck and four to your back
 It’s the hardcore warrior, straight from medina
 Look on my face it shows, no one meaner
 Brooklyn zu killa bees on the swarm
 I be in your area so sound the alarm
 Monks in the front know not to [bad word] drunk
 Knocking down niggaz, and the girl sees the lump
 [bad word] is real, yes I’m hittin hard like steel
 I’m comin through your town so it’s best that you peel
 For real, yes I get dirty with my skill
 No slacks in my thoughts, no time for my to trip up
 Niggaz, your crazy, I leave no [bad word] traces
 When I put it on that [bad word] you’ll be desintegrated
 Crazy lunatic with the style that’s sick
 Somebody in my click is bound to set a pick
 Your hit, by this trife [bad word] that I fix
 I’m just like the devil, I don’t play no tricks, cuz

 [chorus]

 [hook]

 [outro: buddha monk, (ol’ dirty [bad word] ]
 1-1-2, 4-4-1 frankin av.
 Peace, to my [bad word] wack
 (it’s all good, it’s all bad
 Dirty runs for the mayor next year, finally
 You’ll neva see meeeeeee)
 Zu zu zu zu zu zu zu
 Suuuuuuuuuuu!!