DJ Muggs Third World lyrics

Yeah, yeah, yeah, one, two, one, two
Ayo, Wu-Tangs invincible but understand the principle
My man Muggs, droppin' phat tracks like drugs
Breaker-breaker one two, breaker-breaker one two
You're breakin' up, peace

Beams shatter light from the Wu-mansion
Still branchin' off the tree that sparked any MC
And the fool that fell far was the righteous
It was Cypress, let the media hype this

Promotion niggas snipe this
Push it like tray bags of seventy two
Kept niggas in suede rags
Microphone cycle, who flips the mic so well?

Hell without bail in jams packed like jail cells
There's no escaping, once my blade starts scrapin'
Niggas flakin', wannabe MCs is shakin'
My sword indeed make more niggas bleed
So swift that the eye couldn't record the speed

I lost ya, with that offer, nigga, that'll cost ya
Feel the strings of torture, bust him in the half gallon?
Whats that shit he drinkin'? They got him thinkin'
That he could crash his ship and he'd be sinkin'
I told him, "Come back when you're sober"

Drunk ass punk on a motherfuckin' hunt for red October
Don't even catch me when I'm blunted
Rhymes start runnin' like bloops on a SB-1200
Instruments the terror on warships, it's corporate
Visual niggas paint portraits


Check the mic lines for wire-taps
We're under attack, man your stations, take aim, proceed
Fire back, all hands on deck, cadet, Vets, insert cassette
Tracks snap heads like berettes, catch web sites like Internet

Team, I'm detecting vehicles approaching from the east
Pass me the infra-red binoculars, Captain, so I can see
Sound the alarm, call for the suicidal kamikaze ninjas with the bombs
Flashes of neon, all we saw was flying arms

Anytime I come by, alumni cut short their air supply
Send 'em back like George McFly, I be holdin' this
Travel ground like a motorist
Poisonous gas released from my track is odorless
And tasteless like ghost is face-less

Which allowed the God to bring it back, it be the hundred cases
MCs heads weave like trees in a breeze to rhymes like these
Underwater flow strikes like torpedoes
You'll get plugged more than Del Rio

Played short like De Vito, split the fuck up like Mike Jakatito
Sword cut sharper than concord needles, call my second private
Tell em Righteous importing messages to Cypress
I heard your crew assisted on the island with Dr. Titus

Any chance of releasing the new deadly virus?
To infiltrate the Western States
Its time to pump out more rap tapes
And use the Wu-Tang symbol to communicate, RZA, over and out