Conditioner (feat. Ol' Dirty Bastard, GZA, Inspectah Deck & Snoop Dogg)

{Know what I'm sayin'? Tired of takin' motherfuckin' bullets for niggas and shit Know what I'm sayin'? Catchin' 45s, being chased by the government, shit like that Bitches you know, mindscapin', tryin' to set a nigga up Know what I'm sayin'? Yeah, MC conditioner, yeah, Know what I'm sayin'? Tired of takin' motherfucking bullets for niggas and shit Know what I'm sayin'? Catchin' 45s, being chased by the government, shit like that Bitches you know, mindscapin, tryin to set a nigga up Know what I'm sayin'? MC conditioner, you could never say this boy's a amateur MC conditioner, you could never say this boy's a amateur MC conditioner, you could never say this boy's a amateur MC conditioner, you could never say this boy's a amateur Yeah, yeah Wu-Tang clan Big Snoop d O double G Somethin' for the 2000 Your Mama name Peter, Papa name Cita Fuck that nigga, when it come to the heater Be the elevator, pussy eater Too desperator, got shot, a hibernator Hit a nigga later, he got to vacate 'em Old dirty corporata, splash, I'm up on the punanny flash Bad gas, Macintosh, the light is red Pee in the bed, I'm frustrated For 29 years, no educated High caded, 'cuz you kept it checkmated What a waste, I'm up in yo' face like what All you niggas I'm puttin' you in your place MC conditioner, you could never say this boy's a amateur MC conditioner, you could never say this boy's a amateur MC conditioner, you could never say this boy's a amateur MC conditioner, you could never say this boy's a amateur Mr. No-meaner, pussy ho-beater I keep fo' heaters when I'm dippin' with my vita Suckers they wanna beat us, join us but we don't need 'em Pump 'em and defeat 'em, dump 'em, and delete 'em This negro right here pimps hoes I smoke so much dope I have ya bloody at the nose Since my buddy at these hoes wit a bud like a rose It just so happens I'm the nigga that she chose I flows above the rest, mos' def' Got you shakin' yo' ass, and you throwin' up yo' set Whatever you do, you keepin' it true Big Dogg and ODB, I thought you knew Ooh, the Wu, is back up in this motherfucker Ooh, and Snoop, is burnin' rubber on these truckers It's a dog day afternoon The clan go bang and the bang go boom How you love it, how you like it and how you get it? Do that damn thing and quit bullshittin' wit it MC conditioner, you could never say this boy is a amateur MC conditioner, you could never say this boy's a amateur MC conditioner, you could never say this boy's a amateur MC conditioner, you could never say this boy's a amateur MC conditioner, you could never say this boy's a amateur MC conditioner, you could never say this boy's a amateur Yeah, yeah Yeah, pump that shit, testin' Check, 1, 2, yes, yes, yes Yes, yes y'all, to my niggas y'all To my click y'all, you can't quit y'all Wu-Tang bangin' that dope shit y'all That make you wanna roll up and smoke shit y'all To the beat y'all, you can't sleep y'all On my flow y'all niggas don't know y'all You see my style calm but wild You witness the rhyme, nothin' but dimes The eightball murder, freestyle or rehearsed I wreck MC's whether I'm last or first What, what, what, what, hazardous dart Visual long forgotten art That fell apart, 'til the blood ran from the heart Pump through the street, razor make re-break beats Packed seats, rapid fire raps at off track meets And an arm tank, high rank, heavy metal shank Blow 'em off the plank when they ships approach the bank Wu niggas rollin', throwin' the first rap slogan Heroes of Hogan, shot up the military clothin' Quickly blow up, rolled up in rappers like pennies My brother stack tracks on the behalf of many With the wisdom, power of, science from experts Self applyin', that put giants in the network The compact disc and televised live cults Will multiply our strength, on a worldwide note Yes, what, what Yes, yes y'all, you don't stop You keep on, 'til the break of dawn Ah yes, yes y'all, you don't stop Ah Wu-Tang known to make your body rock