Order, revealin' hidden tape recorders
Throw a scrap back to niggaz perfect your own speech
Somethin' flashy, God dead-armed is nasty
Yo one held his paraphernalia, a Wu memorabilia
But he's an expert at throwing knives
With the seal on Dunn, deal on this, with the real on
Party robust, rec room style for you brothers
Heavenly God body, know me as the cleaner
I despise your killing and raping
As the pendulum swings closer to the millennium
Mailed by the fortune teller, tried to tell ya
Classical gangland style, shots hit the ceiling
Panic and confusion echoes through the building
My mic clapper def wish, everlasting plan
Thoughts are contained in the trenches of the brain
Watch he act up, fifty-two block track we slap up
When niggaz is still rushin' we'll brush you
But he's an expert at throwing knives
Number two, Chao San Poi
Slang sou fleer home decorator, player
Used by backup singers in Atlantic City bands
Niggaz look on and get hooked on this mic line
And proceeds of the Wu-Tang Academy
This Wu shit be hard to kill and full blown
LP's delivered with style and potential
To fuck up your anatomy with assault and battery
You're despicable are you, my judge?
Mic immigrants, nine of us formed resemblance
He's a womanizer
He killed the God might as well throw a chair at me
As I recite this medley, niggaz couldn't fuck with the
Number two, Chao San Poi
Blood brothers people of colors we get down
I despise your killing and raping
Dial, style, jab vocab slow
Tap dance swelling Hemingway novel model
But he's an expert at throwing knives
Niggaz flowin' smoothly in a sequential
Check these high hats sting things moving through the rubbish
You're despicable are you, my judge?
Number two, Chao San Poi
Two thousand, wickedness is spread amongst my citizen
You scream for the extreme, fiend for the cap
He's an adulterer, don't trust him
Time's ticking, eruptments conduct
Shit is copper, it ain't worth the mic stands
Nine Diagram acid black evil red left his
Peep the ornaments enough to make Shorty-Wop stare at me yo
Fabulous establishment metabolism, Blackfoot Indian
It's just you should be punished
Chambers been recorded, you're fuckin' with the loops
Then grew to a physical body with five meridians
So we attack this and grab all within' reach
It's just you should be punished
Number two, Chao San Poi
I'm going to chop off your arm, so are you ready?
He's a womanizer
Stashed inside pockets of those who lack aura
Number two, Chao San Poi
Driven by the will to live, glocks I hold
kiss of spider, to God saga why bother
I'm going to chop off your arm, so are you ready?
Entering one funk before the drum dry up
'Bout the group recruit we scoop up cream like Breyer's
I got a muscle the industrial to make a hustle
Pro tools editing tracks that's rough
Two Kahluas one chick she's German Luger
Cut down, come with something that's round and profound
Ignite, blowin' the mic to Arabian heights
Gettin' down for the funk of it like Fred Sanford in the biz
Night champion, old villain style seem a
Thirty-six assorted, Shaolin imported
Cherokee started out smaller than amphibian
Tell you the truth it's just one nation under a groove
And politic with Leo and Russell
Rhymes filtered through the net before words hit the chrome
Watch this fly, force feed things being said
Yo MC's wonder what's hip hop thunder
Shots I give, while searchers of rescue teams
Then spread across the globe like telephone wires
Get the shit on, light a fresh pack, bust it open
Number one, Yen Chang Wa
Alphabet run, construction voice might blow
For this harrowing experience
Deadly ground I hold down
Godfather talk drama, fly swatters
Next, Rocky, ring, call it to Decatur
'Cause a jam without a live MC isn't enough
Yo, yeah, yo, yo, yo, yeah
Twist the DAC up, them niggaz with math is back up
Playground maneuver, jet to Vancouver like this
Continuing to build, I strive for perfection
It's just you should be punished
For a breather, dirty reefer hide your bottle
Mic half a dangle, seriously man
Time for royalty audit
Real thin and shift through the pipeline
He's a womanizer
Look for means of survival and who's liable
