Reunited (Remix)

Lyrics

[Intro: Ol' Dirty Bastard & RZA] Reunited 'cause it feels so good Yo, your niggas ain't shit Reunited 'cause 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 'cause you ain't shit We're reunited, hey! hey! l Niggas ain't shit Your momma ain't shit Your daddy ain't shit You ain't shit, you ain't shit Yo, yo [Verse 1: GZA] Reunited, double LP, world excited Struck a match to the underground, industry ignited From metaphorical parables to fertilize the Earth Wicked niggas come, try to burglarize the turf Scattin' off soft-ass beats, them niggas rap happily Tragically, that style, deteriate, rapidly Uncompleted missions, throwing your best known compositions You couldn't add it up, if you mastered addition Where I come from, getting visual is habitual Demonstrate walking 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 Rhyming 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 [Verse 2: 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 quite athletic Remove all MCs who disapprove That my funky rhyme particle will always have the groove You're jealous over me nigga, you're not a competitor You're just a donor, I'm the rap editor Tryna 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 knowing 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 MCs, you are down right, out right Tryna 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 this 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 niggas die Do my dirt, get away and multiply You bitches, you nice guys Always want bitch, because you need mine I'm pleased on how I get up on the stage and fuck up the show 'Cause nobody can't fuck with me! You bootlegging buying 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 your baby to the underground The best kept secret, how does it feel to be boxed in Like a skeleton, growing back your skin? When I was young, I was taught how to produce The science of babies getting 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 you high on my patio, all come to see me movie Bitches, you're walking on my dirt We ain't saying nothing, I'm in your ear, make you blink cold Pert Love potion, plenty bones I put up What!? What!? What!? What!? You know what time it is Motherfuckers! [Chorus: Ol' Dirty Bastard & Ms. Roxy] Reunited and it feels so good It's Wu mothefuckers Reunited 'cause we're understood ah, Wu-Tang motherfuckers There's one perfect thing And children this one is it We both we're so excited 'cause 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 holding it down. YouknowI'msayin? I also want to show mad love to Puffy 'cause 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! Straight up, it's Dirt Dog, nigga! Y'all niggas know how the fuck I get down! KnowI'msayin? I'm here to represent this shit! KnowImean? I love y'all niggas! Motherfucker, my stomach hurts! Bitch, I got to go! (ah, Wu-Tang motherfuckers...)