Third World Lyrics by Dj Muggs

Third World Lyrics

    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, its corporate
    Visual niggas paint portraits

    Verse two: rza

    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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