[Now, there are those who might wonder why "Shimmy Shimmy Ya" is worthy of annotation. After all, it's only one verse, and it makes no sense whatsoever, right? EXACTLY! It's pure free-associative referential gobbledygook, prime Ol' Dirty "BRAAAAARRGGHHH" vocal stylings over a killer RZA loop, a 1000% perfect party tune. It does not, in fact, get any better than this. Act like you know.]
Shimmy shimmy ya, shimmy yam, shimmy yay
Gimme a mic, so I can take it away
Off on a natural charge, bon voyage
Yeah, from the home of The Dodgers, Brooklyn Squad!
Wu-Tang Killa Bees on the swarm
Rain on your college ass, disco dorm
For you to even touch my skill
You gotta have one killer bee, and he ain't gonna kill now
Chop that down, pass it all around
Lyrics get hard, quick cement to the ground
For any MC in any fifty-two states,
I get Psycho KILLA, Norman Bates
My producer slam, sharp like Bam
Step onstage and then I "DUN DAHHHHHHH"!
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