Iron Flag

[rza]
All you hoes, be cryin for these bitches
All you niggaz, be cryin for these hoes

[scratched samples]
"both hands clusty" - ghost, "pullin out gats" - raekwon
"double barreled" - meth, "blew off the burner kinda dusty" - ghost
"we back, don't test" - raekwon, "bring it to em proper, potnah" - meth
"comin from the thirty-six chamber" - meth
"math, let the plate spin" - gza, "many brothers y'all be sparkin"
"stray shots, all on the block that stays hot" - inspectah deck
"if ya fuck with wu, we gots ta fuck witchu" - method man

[ghostface killah]
Who the fuck knocked our buildings down?
Who the man behind the world trade massacres, step up now
Where the four planes at huh is you insane bitch?
Fly that shit over my hood and get blown to bits!
No disrespect, that's where i rest my head
I understand you gotta rest yours true, nigga my people's dead
America, together we stand, divided we fall
Mr. bush sit down, i'm in charge of the war!

[inspectah deck]
Yes yes y'all, the i-n-s bless y'all
Stop hearts like cholesterol, let's brawl
Never fall, tear it down like a wreckin ball
Role call where my niggaz that's one for all
And all for one, we draw the guns on impulse
Cash in the envelope, spend it on kinfolk
Then smoke a ounce as we count mills
Providin you pure ecstasy without pills

[chorus: method man]
Y'all know the rules, we don't fuck with fools man
How the fuck did we get so cool man?
Never ever disrespect my crew
If ya fuck with wu we gots ta fuck witchu

[masta killa]
Y'all dogs better guard ya grills, it's all real
We live from (?), it's the god i-reelz
Yo wonderful, spark the blillz
Let me build with the people for the mills
I'm rollin with the rebel i-ill from killa hill, peace to brownsville
Brothers that'll kill for the will of the righteous
Twenty-five to lifers, true and livin snipers
You wait like "sixth sense" 'til hard to kill

[streetlife]
How you livin streetlife? i'm surrounded by criminals
Serial killers tote guns without the serial
High-tech, street intellect, all digital
Project original, sheisty individual
New york's bravest, always supply you with the latest
We hall of famers, and still hit you with the greatest
Took a year hiatus, now you wanna hate us
Thanks to all you haters for all the cream you made us

[chorus]

[raekwon the chef]
Sendin letters to (?), my cousin in wendy's on viacom
At home, it's worth money, i adorns
Order drinks, all real niggaz order your minks yo
We got the fitteds on, lookin all fink
Daddy everybody get money from now on
Payday flash visas livin like, easter e'ryday
Don't fuck benz, rather a 430
That shit that float through water, eyeball come up, drop birdies yo

[method man]
We can eat right, or we can clap these toys
I'm with streetlife, ain't never been a backstreet boy
Who y'all kiddin? tryin to act like my shoe fittin
Confused with ya head up yo' ass like who's shittin?
It's hot nixon, same team same position
Battin average three-five-seven and still hittin
Y'all still bitchin, still lame and still chicken
I'm still here, one leg missin and still kickin
Cause i'm haaaaaaaaaaaard! hard like a criminal
Love like a tennis shoe, throw slug to finish you
It's the method man, for short mr. meth
I can tell this motherfucker ain't wu, look at his neck

"comin from the thirty-six chamber" - meth
"bring it to em proper, potnah" - meth - "wu, tang, wu, tang"

[method man]
It's wu-tang, rushin yo' gang, crushin the game
Pretty thugs, clutchin they chain, hand cuppin they thang
Who get strange, gassed up playin with flames
Let a nigga take off his shades, see what i'm sayin is..

[chorus]

[intro/chorus: raekwon]
Murder one of y'all niggaz..
Get to hurtin one of y'all niggaz..
Bitches, snatch the shirt off one of y'all niggaz

[raekwon the chef]
... kick dirt
Color glocks splitters just listen there's ufo visitors
Fly paintings remainin, reclinin pro-comissioner
One boot off he rudolph, know he hyped flew off
Hibernatin, dead in the makin, ear-rake him, gear-rake him
Technician murderer, wu hit the universe
Our words is crush, fingers icy slush, ringers wants mercedes bust
Tip bottles, movado, sailin in some wu googles you follow
Mail and jail letters, sendin niggaz lottos
What made you murder my flow, what made you rival my clothes
What made you -- fuck it, yo son these niggaz gotta owe
I think a lot of flows, i flip exotic hoes
We paintin pictures if it's (?) i seen a lot of those
Gettin fly with ghost, power just buy the boats
Rza your vision is exquisite, daddy hide your scrolls
Platonic chronic shows, tonic prose
Off the meter panasonic know, son line me a ho

[masta killa]
Devestatin shockwaves strikin the nation
Newsflash, warn the people, assassination
The hour of detonation, pure untampered or mixed in any form
In any form mixed untampered it's pure
Dissect each line of the rhyme
Find my ingredients and nutrients
Teach patience and obediance before movement
Killer bee student enrollment
I'm out your control and expose if it's synthetic
Quote these plush degrees as i inject, there's many at risk
Slang therapist shallah rae
Plus the people, with magnificent wordplay

[chorus]

[inspectah deck]
Aiyyo you know the half, some get respect, most we show the path
They quoted tracks while we spoke math, blowin fast
Expose the craft, first picks chosen in the draft
I don't flash, hoes love me cause i hold a stash
Known to blast, paramedics couldn't close the gash
Floatin past in an alley with the oak dash
Show the cash, watch it blow in half, it's no fair
They goin mad, check their tape recorders and their notepads
Crabs wanna play me close and grab
Can't believe you on the canvas, i'm just throwin jabs
Where the powers you supposed to have, hand in your soldier rag
You posin bad, show your ass son, you won't last
With heavy weights that elevate the whole mass
Compose a smash, rollin grass at ghost lab

[samples scratched: "drink to your new life.. iron flag brothers"]

.. good thing we brought the glock

[u-god]
Yo, yo [clears throat]
Yo - good thing we brought the glock
It's a block party, niggaz just bust shots
Pssh - good thing we brought the glock
Thought you had props, with yo' gangsta bop
- good thing we brought the glock
Meet me on the hill or the ave. hilltop
Pssh - good thing we brought the glock
You like what you see, my shiny-ass rock
- good thing we brought the glock

[ghostface killah]
I fuck the shit out of patricia drummonds
Looked out the window when her man was comin
- good thing we brought the glock
Catch me at the ruckers game
Playin the side with my spaghetti chain
- good thing we brought the glock
Riker's island shanked down
There go them niggaz who blew hal my nigga
- good thing we brought the glock
I'm at the atm
Niggaz lookin sneaky in the grey bm
Yo - good thing we brought the glock

[rza]
Twenty drunk crabs try to push through the back door
- good thing we brought the glock
Five boxcutters drawn they was ready for war
- good thing we brought the glock
That's that thug down from southside who tryin to front son
- good thing we brought the glock
Little dog bout to flip, someone fucked his baby moms
- good thing we brought the glock

[chorus: u-god singing]
Never leave home without it
- good thing we brought the glock
Y'all niggaz ain't bout it, bout it
- good thing we brought the glock
Never leave home without it
- good thing we brought the glock
Y'all niggaz ain't bout it, bout it
- good thing we brought the glock

[masta killa]
You niggaz thought somethin was sweet
Cause we rollin with the seeds today
- good thing we brought the glock
Back in the a-train, halloween
Niggaz in masks, want my name ring
- good thing we brought the glock
It's brooklawn day, pinkhouse day
Park hill stapleton day
- good thing we brought the glock
That same cat we stomped out
Seen him at eastern parkway, to park (?)
- good thing we brought the glock

[raekwon the chef]
We in the spot where the money's marked
Narcs just jump through the window yo
- good thing we brought the glock
Them niggaz killin young niggaz at will
Check how they did my little man son
- good thing we brought the glock
We ain't slaves, we just rich renegades that's paid
Born in the ghetto yo
- good thing we brought the glock
Up in the staircase, flooded with cakes
Screwfacin with the dirty eights
- good thing we brought the glock

[chorus]

- good thing we brought the glock [repeat 4x to end]

[intro/chorus: madame d]
Light is shinin.. beauty sunshine
Here comes one-time.. the ball was so fine
Heat is blazin.. the kids were playin
His partner was shady.. tryin to slave the babies

[ghostface killah]
Aiyyo they didn't know the cop was crooked, he had blow out in brooklyn
All this while he let the fiends cook it
The baseheads stirred it up, plus they got to blow it up
Dropped it off in the pj's and they bigged it up
Then one day, shit jumped off real crazy
The middle of a bathroom they find an old lady
No clothes, half of her tongue, ear missin
The killer had to be mad smart, he wore mittens
Even though her leg was bitten
Crackheads point the finger at detective slick morris gittins
Paleface cop who done popped the desk
And got the chop on his neck from when he knocked celeste
It was a slug, drug, he pressured everybody on the block
Some niggaz know him as the godson of gotti
And his black partner, he was scared to speak
He saw how they planted weapons on these kids in the street
He saw like over fifty bodies in like fifty-two weeks
He saw his colleague pick up money before leavin his beat
They call him desk duty, robocop
Younger dudes call him freddy krugs from the way he walk on the block

[chorus]

[raekwon the chef]
Heard the disturbance out the window, oh shit they got my son
Pulled over his tempo, brenda dropped the endo
Had her little nephew with her yo she didn't care
They always harassed her, until she blew the captain with a razor
His partner turned red in his waist, mase done smacked her
With the walkie, yoked her then slammed her on her face
He bugged on her like she was drugged, plugged one in her
The fifth relaxed her like a big thug pistol whipped her
Heard she was dusted, musta been the way they threw the cuffs on her
She broke the shits, went and rushed the kid
Wavin her hands, she had a half an axe, all in her tracks
He grabbed her by the air, she broke his jaw it cracked
More cops arrived, they both bloodied down by the five
Wildest niggaz just smilin cause it look live
They gave her forty years in new orleans, callin me (?)
Shorty was young, by three days had a great bid

[chorus]

[gza]
You're just worms in the worst part of the apple that's rotten
You squirm and you turn from the right, still plottin
All slimy cause you stay grimy, petty crimey cat
You sometime me, don't need to remind me about
Livin in the core, with the scramblers in front of the store
The bum holdin the door, the mugging no one saw
We played ball in the alley where dope was shot raw
And the school they kept flawed, plus the lowest test scores
Small percentage determined to strengthen they position
Transformation from critical to, stable condition
But it still be obstacles on niggaz that's optical
Watchin you like salt-water sharks that's tropical
The money was the root and it's the instinct to make it
With they pockets and fridge naked, many aim to take it
Whether - hold up, set up, stabbin or a wet up
Just to know it was the kid next door fizzucked your head up
Once he fell short, frequently visit the courts
And for some, another way out, is music and sports
That's why i, keep the rhyme just as fly as a shot
That won the championship, with just oh on the clock

[chorus - repeat 2x]

[flav] two thousand and two!
[chef] lookin like a tennis player
[flav] representin the wu!
[chef] you gangsta nigga?
[flav] two thousand and two!
[chef] you? you isn't!
[flav] representin the motherfuckin wu!
[chef] stand for it right now

[flavor flav]
Two thousand and two! .. you know how we do!
For you and your crew! representin the motherfuckin wu!

[raekwon the chef]
Aiyyo catch me coolin in aruba, one sneaker on
Lookin raw beautiful, a blue ruger, who you lookin at?
600 whale, steel color, brazil love us
Y'all niggaz is fake - all y'all do is steal from us
Remember this line, i'm that nigga word to my mother
Slap one of y'all fake ass niggaz
Reefer from egypt daddy we rock magnums
All big niggaz heavy on the wrist play diss niggaz
Ghost story blow 'em, rza throw the fork through 'em
Me, wonder woman cousin, jewelried out, talk to him
Hammers that bust endlessness, cover terrorism what?
Slide in the 7, measure the whips

[chorus: wu-tang clan + (flavor flav)]
It's soul power! (two thousand and two!)
Soul power! (you know how we do!)
Soul power! (for you and your crew!)
Soul power! (representin wu!)
Soul power! (you know how we do!)
Soul power! (two thousand and two!)
Soul power! (for you and your crew!)
Soul power! (representin wu!)

[masta killa]
I'm a dollar and a dream from seein a brick
In grimy hallways, slingin nicks and treys
When it's on then it's on and poppin, shots lickin
I'm spittin this shit for the hood, glock clickin
Tension in the street, we stressed, still wanna eat
I walk through the valley of death, the hotstepper
Holdin red pepper, everybody on reach
I need a beat to expand, the mind guide the hand
Pen stroke, excellent quotes of literature
Nights over egypt, black as arabia
Gundeliro(?) self i savior, i need the (uh)

[chorus: wu-tang clan + (flavor flav)]
Soul power! (you know how we do!)
Soul power! (for you and your crew!)
Soul power! (representin wu!)
Soul power! (you know how we do!)
Soul power! (two thousand and two!)
Soul power! (for you and your crew!)
Soul power! (representin wu!)

[ghostface killah]
Aiyyo, aiyyo
Aiyyo i got the whip smellin like lemon
Roger clemens jerseys the man blew seven cold coolies in the worthy and
I crush those rappers, keep the toast near the rad-iator
We like our guns warm, it's easier to make the papers
Stayed off, the cape came off, ghost g'd off
The track's like doin six months and i'ma beat off
At the airport attention always flow in my direction like
You let the best then sparkle his perfection and
Bitches be askin them, ghost you got so much shit
You need to cash in, bracelets matchin 'em

[u-god]
Yo, yo
Line cadillacs to blocks, richard pryor, redd foxx
Jukebox records, flatfooted cops
Get automatic systematic jumpin in your socks
Mama's apple pie in the park hopscotch
Reunited on the radio, wu-tang superb
In the sprinklers girls double-dutchin on the curb
Sinatra, the pop the jackson 5 recordings
Uptown saturday, "cotton came to harlem"
Ringmaster circus was, bailey and barnum
Crack a coca-cola, summer heat was my boredom
Dr. j before jordan, al green on the organ
When rerun did the dance, the whole world saw him
The blackout fears, foxxy brown, pam grier
Ford motor gear, your life and times queer
"smokey the bear", burt reynolds gray hair
Throw 'em some gems, throw up your fists and say yeah, it's

[chorus: wu-tang clan + (flavor flav)]
Soul power! (two thousand and two!)
Soul power! (you know how we do!)
Soul power! (for you and your crew!)
Soul power! (representin wu!)
Soul power! (you know how we do!)
Soul power! (two thousand and two!)
Soul power! (for you and your crew!)
Soul power! (representin wu!)

[flavor flav]
I'm the nigga that got you talkin bout "fight the power"..

[meth] aiyyo flav
[flav] whassup meth?
[meth] what you know about niggaz from long island right?
[flav] huh?
[meth] true long island right?
[flav] all my life!
[meth] all your life right?
[flav] all my life!
[meth] westbury
[flav] word up, freeport, long island, roosevelt, long island
[flav] and and an-an-and went through westbury too
[flav] you from westbury?
[meth] nah i got family in westbury, new castle park and them
[flav] oh stop jokin, i ain't know that
[flav] you from hempstead? yo man, my family from hempstead!
[flav] the heights man
[meth] yeah, (?)
[flav] word up, come on man
[meth] (?)
[flav] oh, what?
[meth] (?), hundred terrace avenue
[flav] stop jokin, the el dorados, nigga what?
[flav] i got family up in el dorados right now nigga word!
[flav] that's where i'm from, that's my block!
[flav] that's my block right there! aiyyo!
[laughing]
[flav] that's right y'all, that's right, it's all good
[flav] me and method man from the motherfuckin hood!
[flav] so get it from the bricks to the fuckin wood!
[meth] yeah niggaz!
[flav] knowhatimean? word up to the bird up
[flav] they caught the bird, made him soup, now i sip from out my cup
[flav] nigga!
[all laughing]
[flav] oh yo man you just hit me in the head with a brick for real
[flav] you got me bleedin from the side of the head meth
[meth (mumbling)] .. you're a beautiful fuckin person
[flav] yo meth.. yo meth..

[flavor flav]
Yo check one two
Without me havin my finger in the plug
I'm gettin shocked anyway, hahaha!

"since you're all so skilled,
Let's fight your way - shaolin style. come on!"