Wu-Tang Clan - Shaolin Brew lyrics

Oh, yeah, comin' through with my Shaolin crew
2 Cent for a Kase, gimme St ides brew
In the midst of broken bottles
And crushed up cans
Meth Tical's in the jam, oh, how dry I am!

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

Call me the Wallabee Champ, stressed
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 ides fill the canteen

Crack the bottle of the St ides
Sippin' to those who don't realize
That drinkin' 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

It was hot on the spot so
I jetted up the block
I saw Akh with an Ides
I could tell by the dot
On the back he be buildin'
Not that charcoal filtered
Ice cold bottle tilted
To my cup and spilled it
Ahh, St ides, St ides