Got’s Like Come on Thru

[Intro: Buddha Monk, (Ol' Dirty Bastard)] Ahahahaha Minds start to freeze, at ease Its the Wu-Tang Killa Beez Brooklyn Zu, where we roll, Manchuz Comin at yo' avenuez 36 Chambers at a theater near ya (To all my motherfuckin' niggas in the place to be And last man to me) We gon' take hip-hop to another level [Hook: Buddha Monk & Ol' Dirty Bastard] 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 [Chorus: Buddha Monk & Ol' Dirty Bastard] 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 [Verse 1: 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 its battle or war, yall niggas hit the floor And word is bond, It still prescibes laws, hate the allegations So, I slam on this station 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 niggas betta end up in fuckin' 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 ass nigga rockin' Tommy Hilfiger With three 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 [Hook: Buddha Monk & Ol' Dirty Bastard] 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 [Verse 2: Drunken Dragon - Zu Manchuz] Now take this, I hit you with the Drunken Dragon Fist Got the funk for your mind leaving 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 ass back to class, learn something So you can peep the real shit, and you can stop fronting On your phoney block, with your phoney Glock until you slip When niggas burn the drama they put teks on your lips Hey son, I just thought about that shit And you wanna be a gangsta rapper, boy, you get the dick The Drunken Dragon, comin' at you And if I hear you say Brooklyn Zu, I say, "Yo, who you?" cuz [Chorus: Buddha Monk & Ol' Dirty Bastard] 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 [Verse 3: Buddha Monk] Back the fuck 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 Beez on the swarm I be in your area so sound the alarm (Suuuu) Monks in the front know not to fuckin' drunk Knocking down niggas, and the girl sees the lump Shit 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 Niggas, your crazy, I leave no fuckin' traces When I put it on that ass you'll be disintegrated Crazy lunatic with the style that's sick Somebody in my clique is bound to set a pick Your hit, by this trife shit that I fix I'm just like the Devil, I don't play no tricks, cuz [Chorus: Buddha Monk & Ol' Dirty Bastard] 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 [Hook: Buddha Monk & Ol' Dirty Bastard] 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 [Outro: Buddha Monk, (Ol' Dirty Bastard)] 1-1-2, 4-4-1 Frankin Av Peace, to my nigga Wack (Its all good, its all bad Dirty runs for the mayor next year, finally You'll neva see meeeeeee) Zu Zu Zu Zu Zu Zu Zu SUUUUUUUUUUU!!