Album Cover Third World

Third World

DJ Muggs

7

[Featuring Genius And RZA]

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

?VE? 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