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* this is the commercial Wu-Tang Clan made for St. Ide`s malt liquor<br><br>[Method] Oh yeah, comin through with my Shaolin crew<br> Two cent for a case, gimme St. Ide`s brew<br> In the midst of broken bottles and crushed up cans<br> Methtical`s in a jam on how dry I am<br><br>[Raekwon] ... with St. Ides in my system<br> crack another I`m blitzed, let`s go hit the next one<br> Hang it over, the object is to stay sober<br> Lay on the sofa, better yet, dial my chauffeur<br><br>[Ghostface] Who`s the Wallabee kid, stressed out, could never be Son<br> Ricochet daily hit the deli for a cold one<br> Naturally blessed, yes, my rap is like a laser beam<br> that blow between the bushes, St. Ide`s and I the king of teams<br><br>[U-God] Crack the bottle of the St. Ide`s, sippin to those<br> Who don`t realize that drinkin ain`t only to be drunk<br> You can`t drive, keep my peoples alive<br> And if the saint don`t know you from a can of paint<br><br>[RZA] It was hot, on the spot, so I jetted at the block<br> And I asked for St. Ide`s, I could tell by the dot<br> On the back he rebuilt it... not that charcoal filtered<br> Ice cold bottle tilted... to my cup he spilt it<br> AAAAAAAAAAH!!! ST. IDES! mmmmmmmmmmm...