Ol' Dirty Bastard - Heaterz lyrics

[Intro: Raekwon] Hang glide for my n***a Tical Yo, word to God we run this whole sh** Son (no doubt) Right that's my word, guaranteed you're dealing with the invincible (no doubt) (I'm specialized in swordsmanship) That's my word, Persian Legacy one time, one time That's the science of the black man Stationary n***as, have fun on this right here Yo Shorty cross your arms Gonna rock n***as to sleep this year (throw your leather up) [Verse 1: Raekwon] Blade thrower, sword swinga, k**a bee ringer Rocky road roll dark greener Cream fademas, name your God-U Kareema Shout out Medina, federaloes Noxzema Me, j**elery cleaner Million Man March screamers Ray Catena, cut your joint Wolverine The Longines, wrapped around the wrist, law seen her How I got that yo, threw out the macker named Gina Bust a shot, seen her, it richocheted, tapped Tina Now I'm out, lampin in Korea with Talima We moseyin, sweatsuit Adidas, best believe I got the black heater little joint, probably Moschino Yo Bobby Robby whattup, Max tried to follow me Sadaam loungin, clean up collect, like the laundry It's time yo swerve like the Nike line Windbreaker Laker throw a jump shot scrape her Statuary yo floatin that snatch-uary Aiyyo, blow a hole in your limo, weed pa** the dutch [Verse 2: Inspectah Deck] Yo this is MC wizardry, k**a bee invasion Men of respect, blessed with wisdom of the ancients My words are blatant, lacerate necks for statements I launch like lead projectiles, straight out the basement I suplex your rep, left ruined like the Aztecs Parasites, double edge dice your larynx My hip-hop, is quarantined locked inside the detox Under key lock, it's like b-block and E-Glocks You're ill, your trail ends, thoughts are frail I strike the cypher, and let one survive to tell the tale Of my state of grace, I raise the stakes on snakes Knock em off like the big eights for takin up space Never did fear em, stick em with the truth serum Who sent em, arrest em before my charge is ended Designated hitter flows split the transistor Kinetic globes light when it shine, burns your retina Urban journal, plus eternal broadcaster Before and after, I be Self Lord And Master [Verse 3: Ol Dirty ba*tard] I be the Ironside, get touched, with the chloride Take walk with the Nine-Finger bandits worldwide Shaolin hillside, full of homicides fu*k you dissatisfied the double dyed black brown iodine [Verse 4: U-God] Yo, box talk sequence, powerhouse kickout Eyes dusty, wet, bu*t-naked with my dick out I'm direct, golden best, golden chest is blessed Scarce chapter, snatch a batch of Winterfresh It sound farfetched, mountain men that be rich You get buckshot, dummy-clapped, mummy-wrapped and stitched The Jeffrey Dahmer Notre Dame-r sing the song the strongest Brute force bullethole straight through your chorus Shank you with the think tank, harmony cake cut A can of a**-whoopin', Flurry shake break, you f**s Struck, love crooks, why for lyin hooks Chef c**aine cook, a marvelous book This d**hbed doctrine, paper for the youth What remains, a saber-toothed tiger in the booth [Verse 5: Cappadonna] Last night, I took a trip down to Crown Heights Fast life, females are trife, stay tight I detect that parasite, satellite RZA beat makes me wanna fight get hyped, come to do shows My slang sound write secretary type Backflip on the mic, I'm the poor black man Workin hard for the grand, I understand clear Don't fear, peep my new gear it's different from yours My style drop like drawers, you see me on tours Don't you wait to say peace, the kid from the street Put my technology on the track, just then the core attack Wu article, Cappa, five, CD attack But my talk stage live k**a beehive Bermuda my life angle, rectangle gold fronts Bring the gold bangle, never make me throw darts Check out my arts, when I release my smarts Hot like Pop Tarts, aim me at the charts