Wu-tang Clan - St. Ides Commercial lyrics

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Wu-tang Clan - St. Ides Commercial lyrics

[Method Man] Oh yeah, coming through with my Shaolin crew Two cent for a case, gimme St. Ide's brew In the midst of broken bottles and crushed up cans Methtical's in a jam, oh how dry I am [Raekwon] With St. Ides in my system Crack another I'm blessed, let's go get the next one And get over, the object is to stay sober Lay on the sofa, better yet, dial my chauffeur [Ghostface] Call me the Wallabee Champ, stretched out, could never be Son Ricochet daily hit the deli for a cold one Naturally blessed, yes, my rap is like a laser beam That blows in the bushes, St. Ide's fill the canteen [U-God] Crack the bottle of the St. Ide's, sipping to those Who don't realize that drinking ain't only to be drunk You can't drive, keep my peoples alive And if the saint don't know you from a can of paint [RZA] It was hot on the spot so I jetted up the block I saw Ak with an Ide's, I could tell by the dot On the back he be building, not that charcoal filtered Ice cold bottle tilted, to my cup he spilt it Ahh St. Ides

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