Daddy's home, your daddy's home to stay

Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, same time, same channel
Nasty vandals, too hot to ***king handle
Bring the ruckus to all you knotty head ***kas
****'s like Hammer Time, *****s can't touch us

Straight up and down, Wu-Tang forever
Come tougher than DJ's leather
Make a better tomorrow

Condition your atmosphere, air like feathers
The fire come, transmit vire come
The higher sire come, we burn your wire
Wu-Tang be number one

Four years ago a friend of mine
Asked me to say some MC rhymes
So I said this rhyme, I'm about to say
The rhyme was Meth and it went this way

Yo, we took a test to become an MC
All the withers in the crowd got amazed at me
God threw me inside his Cadillac
The chaffuer drove off and we never came back

Meth cut the record down to the bone
And now, I rock solid chrome microphones
Now, we signing autographs, with cheers and laughs
Champagne, caviar and bubble baths but see

That's the life that I lead, you sucka MC, we G O D
Take that and move back or catch a heart attack
Because there's nothing in the world the Gods could ever lack

I chill at the party in my b-boy stance
Walk, cap low, 45 in my pants
Fly like a dove that come from up above
My *****'s Iron Lung but you can stay one love

It's just a one two three a three a two one
Throw your blunts in the air for the God Iron Lung
Blow them right in your face with the b***
You messed up, come in first place, the real rap taste

First come, first serve basis
Coolin' out, boo, take you to the def places
One of a kind for you people's delight
And to you sucker MC, you know it ain't right

Bet, you bite all your life, cheat on your wife
Run in a gun fight with nuthin' but a knife
Bangin' with your boy, slingin' with the crew
And everybody know what you've been through

It's the one, two, three, three, two, one
Throw your blunts in the air for your dunn Iron Lung
Smoke in your place with the highs and the b***
Come in first place in the real rap race

Go uptown, buy a bag of brown
You sucker MC, a sad face clown
Gettin' OD ready to rock crowds steady
You drive a big car get your gas from Getti

I'm ODB in the place to be, didn't go to St. John's University
In the streets of Brooklyn I acquired the knowledge
A Law of Mathematics that's higher than college

I'm fly on skins that I gets in Queens
She love filthy swine and my collard greens
I'm dressed to kill, you know our style
'Cause *****s don't know that Dirty Dogg fly

If you wanna see me baby come
You know Dirty Dog is number one
If you wanna see me baby come
You know Dirty Dog is number one

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You gotta know where to start when the beats play
I wrote this song about the [unverified]
You gotta know where to start when the beats play