Wu-Tang Forever (Disc Two)

God damn man these radio station be buggin
Man it's three o'clock in the mornin, damn
This hip-hop shit just keep
Damn we got to slow this shit down man, yaknowhatimean?

[tekitha]
Fiends were never waiting in the hill
They ran one step ahead
But the jiggy was always there

Upon the project pavement
There was death, enslavement of the mind
Single mothers are filled with stress

As i lay there with my baby
We would look, from the window, and cry
Then suddenly in the sky

Between the new world ages
We were blessed, and wu-tang fills the ear
With the melody of a triumph (lord is suddenly here!)

False mc's are melting
In the dark, all the weak lp's are
Going dowwwwwwwwwwwwwn

God released the tape out, early may

And, i don't think the world can take it
Cause it took so long to make it
And the hip-hop game'll never be the sammmmmmme

Wu-tang, wu-tang, wu-tang

Upon the project pavement
There was death, enslavement of the mind
Single mothers are filled with stress

Between the new world ages
We were blessed, and wu-tang fills the air
With the knowledge that god posess

As i lay there with my baby
We would look, from the window, and cry
Then the wu-tang sign appears, in the sky

Billboards started melting
In the dark, all the weak mc's are
Going dowwwwwwwwwwwn

God released the tape of, earthly pain

And, i don't think the world can take it
Cause it took so long to make it
And the hip-hop game'll never be the sammmmme

And i don't think the world can take it
Cause it took so long to make it
And the hip-hop game'll never be the sammmmmmmmmmme

Wu-tang, wu-tang, wu-tang

Wu-tang

[u-god]
Hard days of work
You had a hard day at work baby
I want you to sit down, relax
While i soak you in my mentals
Backrub style, watch this, yo, yo
Massage, peppermint oil, shampoo and pears
Cinnamin, aloe, natural for you hair
So lather the soap, coconut conditioning
Honey lather, blood flowing, love glistening
Motion lotion, breeze, over the ocean
Lovers, bath crystals, lovers bun scrubbers
Hot milk bath, steam shower rubbing
These will splash long loving in your oven
Make it off, break it off, till it gets soft
Passion fruit, pussy cat, want to touch it off
In and out, rapers patients, hershey's kisses get a style
Stress reliever soak your feet, air them out
Brain message, think about pink
Stress relieving, no dishes in the sink
Upper lower, left, right, neck don't play
Back rub, count on, take me away
Waterfall beads, streams, plush and lavish
Come with me through all the damn madness
Night breeze at sea, sipping tea
You and your queen melodies, and trees, 85 degrees
Jet skis breeze
Scraping water on chocolate, butter scotch flowers
Vapor action, tropical sunshower
Baby powder, relax, feel for an hour
Sand suntan, snuggled up snug
Snowey days, fireplace, oriental rug
Thugs, lay on the couch, pull it out, perfect balance
Chemical stimuli, two tokes off the chalace
Complete silence, what surround us
Whats the finest, wrapped in cold sheets
Vanilla apple heat, loop played jazz music, coffee pillow sleeps
Breakfast in bed, early morning sun treats
Sunset level, suprise sunrises, hell
Lay on the couch, while i clip your toenails
Dreams of peaches and cream steam secret spells
Soft spoken gospel, barry white acapell
Violin, good medicine, sound swell
Sunshine like, the right, without the hell
Taste sugar, wise storm steam stick
Slowdance drink, like nights over egypt
Having, stabbing, calm chilling now we rolling
Company, ice cream licking now we holding
Gentle force, warm tingle of the golden
Open loose, ice cubes, kiss your belly
Alcohol, palm trees, peanut butter jelly
Almond twirl, fantastic melodies
Soon, taste these spoons
Wiping me with toon, fly wine, prize storm
Now it's high noon, rasberry spices
Cherry breath, drink from the mountain, sip the very best
Sounds of the shore, every winter is a war
Paradise life, recipe now pour
Musicness, model, gentle mental
Wash away your sorrow, fantasy allah
Put the message in the bottle
Carry you through, the threshold, do my duty
Happy ending, go to rest sleeping beauty
Yo, this is that body shop shit
Love love slam
Edible underwear, champagne, bubble bath
Have your snack on that ass that
Know what i mean?
Massaging these melodies
Put that gangsta shit on the shelf
Blow winds, blow, through your hair
Sea breeze sticks and shit
Right right

[method man]
When your around boo
Come and chop this mother fucking beat you stank ass trick

[raekwon]
Hang glide for my nigga tical
Yo, word to god we run this whole shit son (no doubt)
Right that's my word, guaranteed you're dealin with the invicible (no doubt)
That's my word, persian legacy one time, one time
Check the science of the black man
Stationary niggaz, have fun on this right here
Yo shorty cross your arms
Gonna rock niggaz to sleep this year

Blade thrower, sword swinga, killa bee ringer
Rocky road roll dark greener
Cream fademas, name your god ukarema
Shout out medina, federaloes noxzema
Me jury cleaner, million man march screamers
Rae cartegna, cut your joint wolverine
The lonzina, wrapped around the wrist, law seen her
How i got that yo, threw out the macker named gina
Bust a shot, seen her, it richocheted, tapped tina
Now i'm out, lampin in korea with talima
We moseyin, sweatsuit adidas, best believe
I got the black heater little joint, probably moschino
Yo bobby robby whattup, max tried to follow me
Sadaam loungin, clean up collect, like the laundry
It's time yo swerve like the nike line
Windbreaker laker throw a jump shot scrape her
Statuary yo floatin that snatch-uary
Aiyyo, blow a hole in your limo, weed pass the dutch

[inspectah deck]
Yo this is mc wizardry, killa bee invasion
Men of respect, blessed with wisdom of the ancients
My words are blatant, lacerate necks for statements
Are launched like lead projectiles, straight out the basement
I suplex your rap, left ruined like the aztecs
Parasites, double edge dice your larynx
My hip-hop, swarmin team locked inside the detox
Under key flock, it's like b-block and e-glocks
You're ill, your trail end thoughts are frail
I strike the cypher, and let one survive to tell the tale
Of my state of grace, i raise the stakes on snakes
Knock em off like the big eights for takin up space
Never did fear em, stick em with the truth serum
Who sent em, arrest em before my charge is ended
Designated hitter flows with the transistor
Kinetic globes light will then shine, burns your retina
Urban journal, plus eternal broadcaster
Before and after, i be self lord and master

[ol dirty bastard]
I be the ironside, get touched, with the chloride
Take walk with the nine finger bandits worldwide
Shaolin hillside, full of homicides
Fuck you dissastified the double dyed black brown i advise

[u-god]
Yo, box talk sequence, powerhouse kickout
Eyes dusty, wet, butt-naked with my dick out
I'm direct, golden best, golden chest is blessed
Scarce chapter, snatcher batcher went to fresh
It sound farfetched, mountain men that be rich
You get buckshot, dumb be clapped, mummy wrapped and stitched
The jeffrey dahmer notre damer sing the song the strongest
Brute force bullethole straight through your chorus
Shank you with the think tank, harmony cake cut
A can of ass whoopin flurry shake, break you fucks
Struck, love crooks, why for lyin hooks
Chef cocaine cook, a marvelous book
This deathbent doctrine, paper for the youth
What remains, a saber-toothed tiger in the booth

[cappadonna]
Last night, i took a trip down to crown heights
Fast life, females are trife, stay tight
I detect that parasite, satellite
Rza beat makes me wanna fight get hyped, come to do shows
My slang sound write secretary type
Backflip on the mic, i'm the poor black man
Workin hard for the grand, i understand clear
Don't fear, peep my new gear it's different from yours
My style drop like jaws, you see me on tours
Don't you wait to say peace, the kid from the street
Put my technology on the track, just then the core attack
Wu article cappafive, cd attack
But my talk stage live killa beehive
Bermuda my life angle, rectangle gold fronts
Bring the gold dangle, never make me throw darts
Check out my arts, when i release my smarts
Hot like pop tarts, aim me at the charts

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[ol dirty bastard]
What y'all thought y'all wasn't gon' see me?
I'm the osiris of this shit
Wu-tang is here forever, motherfucker
It's like this ninety-seven
Aight my niggaz and my niggarettes
Let's do it like this
I'ma rub your ass in the moonshine
Let's take it back to seventy-nine

[inspectah deck]
I bomb atomically, socrates' philosophies
And hypothesis can't define how i be droppin these
Mockeries, lyrically perform armed robbery
Flee with the lottery, possibly they spotted me
Battle-scarred shogun, explosion when my pen hits
Tremendous, ultra-violet shine blind forensics
I inspect you, through the future see millenium
Killa b's sold fifty gold sixty platinum
Shacklin the masses with drastic rap tactics
Graphic displays melt the steel like blacksmiths
Black wu jackets queen b's ease the guns in
Rumble with patrolmen, tear gas laced the function
Heads by the score take flight incite a war
Chicks hit the floor, diehard fans demand more
Behold the bold soldier, control the globe slowly
Proceeds to blow swingin swords like shinobi
Stomp grounds and pound footprints in solid rock
Wu got it locked, performin live on your hottest block

[method man]
As the world turns, i spread like germs
Bless the globe with the pestilence, the hard-headed never learn
It's my testament to those burned
Play my position in the game of life, standin firm
On foreign land, jump the gun out the fryin pan, into the fire
Transform into the ghostrider, a six-pack
And +a streetcar named desire+, who got my back?
In the line of fire holdin back, what?
My peoples if you with me where the fuck you at?
Niggaz is strapped, and they tryin to twist my beer cap
It's court adjourned, for the bad seed from bad sperm
Herb got my wig fried like a bad perm, what the blood
Clot, we smoke pot, and blow spots
You wanna think twice, i think not
The iron lung ain't got ta tell you where it's coming from
Guns of navarone, tearing up your battle zone
Rip through your slums

[cappadonna]
I twist darts from the heart, tried and true
Loop my voice on the lp, martini on the slang rocks
Certified chatterbox, vocabulary 'donna talkin
Tell your story walkin
Take cover kid, what? run for your brother, kid
Run for your team, and your six camp rhyme groupies
So i can squeeze with the advantage, and get wasted
My deadly notes reigns supreme
Your fort is basic compared to mine
Domino effect, arts and crafts
Paragraphs contain cyanide
Take a free ride on my dart, i got the fashion
Catalogues for all y'all to all praise to the gods

[ol dirty bastard]
The saga continues
Wu-tang, wu-tang

[u-god]
Olympic torch flaming, we burn so sweet
The thrill of victory, the agony, defeat
We crush slow, flamin deluxe slow
For, judgment day cometh, conquer, it's war
Allow us to escape, hell glow spinning bomb
Pocket full of shells out the sky, golden arms
Tune spit the shitty mortal kombat sound
The fateful step make, the blood stain the ground
A jungle junkie, vigilante tantrum
A death kiss, catwalk, squeeze another anthem
Hold it for ransom, tranquilized with anesthetics
My orchestra, graceful, music ballerinas
My music sicily, rich california smell
An axekiller adventure, paint a picture well
I sing a song from sing-sing, sippin on ginseng
Righteous wax chaperone, rotating ring king

[rza]
Watch for the wooden soldiers, c-cypher-punks couldn't hold us
A thousand men rushing in, not one nigga was sober
Perpendicular to the square, we stand bold like flare
Escape from your dragon's lair, in particular
My beats travel like a vortex, through your spine
To the top of your cerebrum cortex
Make you feel like you bust a nut from raw sex
Enter through your right ventricle clog up your bloodstream
Now terminal, like grand central station
Program fat baselines, on novation
Getting drunk like a fuck, i'm duckin five-year probation

[gza]
War of the masses, the outcome, disastrous
Many of the victim family save they ashes
A million names on walls engraved in plaques
Those who went back, received penalties for the axe
Another heart is torn as close ones mourn
Those who stray, niggaz get slayed on the song

[masta killa]
The track renders helpless and suffers from multiple stab wounds
And leaks sounds that's heard
Ninety-three million miles away from came one
To represent the nation, this is a gathering
Of the masses that come to pay respects to the wu-tang clan
As we engage in battle, the crowd now screams in rage
The high chief jamel-i-reef take the stage
Light is provided through sparks of energy
From the mind that travels in rhyme form
Givin sight to the blind
The dumb are mostly intrigued by the drum
Death only one can save shell from
This relentless attack of the track spares none

[ghostface killah]
Yo! yo! yo, fuck that, look at all these crab niggaz laid back
Lampin like them gray and black puma's on my man's rack
Codeine was forced in your drink
You had a navy green salamander fiend, bitches never heard you scream
You two-faces, scum of the slum, i got your whole body numb
Blowin like shalamar in eighty-one
Sound convincin, thousand dollar court by convention
Hands, like sonny liston, get fly permission
Hold the fuck up, i'll unfasten your wig, bad luck
I humiliate, separate the english from the dutch
It's me, black nobled you ali
Came in threes we like the genovese, is that so?
Caesar needs the greens, it's earth
Ninety-three million miles from the first
Rough turbulence, the waveburst, split the megahertz

[raekwon]
Aiyyo that's amazing, gun in your mouth talk, verbal foul hawk
Connect thoughts to make my manchild walk
Swift notarizer, wu-tang, all up in the high-riser
New york yank' visor world tranquilizer
Just a dosage, delegate my clan with explosives
While, my pen blow lines ferocious
Mediterranean, see y'all, the number one draft pick
Tear down the beat god, then delegate the god to see god
The swift chancellor, flex, the white-gold tarantula
Track truck diesel, play the weed god, substantiala
Max mostly, undivided, then slide in, sickenin
Guaranteed, made em jump like rod strickland

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Verse one: raekwon the chef

Machine gun rap for all my niggaz in the back
Stadium packed, linebacker nigga flashback
See through yellow lines
Rock a fly jersey in the summertime god
Magic marker rap, bleed benatton
Relaxed, wrote this, comin at cha crab ass cope
And snatch ya ice off, chillin in the back, throw the lights off
Waves, water blend, rhyme flow in slow motion
Thick snare, i'm feelin like a snail in the ocean
What's your wish? wanna kringle like kris?
Melodic single, dark snap a nigga just like fish
You fucked up, some rich niggaz you done test yo
Select the wrong apartment, and niggaz pulled up your dress
Style molest that, canal chain nigga where ya vest at
Flex'll make me wanna bless that, yo
Saddam hu-sane niggaz light the torch, we flamin niggaz
Autograph that, flatten all the main niggaz

Chorus:

[all] it's yourz!
[rza] the world in the palm of your hand
[all] it's yourz!
[rza] twenty-three million of useful land
[all] it's yourz!
[rza] the seed and the black wo-man
[all] it's yourz!
[rza] double lp from wu-tang clan
[all] it's yourz! (2x)

Verse two: u-god

Yo, super freak physique. like raphael saadiq
Baby love the ganja leaf, everday of the week
Super friends wake up, deluxe gourmet beats
The night is right, i might find me a suite
It's a quarter full moon, now i ride with my swoon
Well groomed, dance hall packed, full room
Lady move, peep my glide, peep my zoom
Keep in stride, smoke the lah smoke the boom
Feel the fumes, consume toxic tunes
Hell bound, species forty ounce typhoon
The ultra-violet scream machine move your body touch
The totem pole wobble ark builders god rush
Beams of light, stop ya breathin -- it's huntin season
Honey eye-ballin down for no reason
Grab her close, play post, wind and wax floors
Never mind the laws, cause tonight
[all] it's yourz

Verse three: rza

Stop the fader of the ram, pass my watts through my pre-amp
Them can't stress the beat vamp the shit'll get blam
At full throttle, hot lead propels throughout my nozzle
Crack your soul like bottles, leave you stiff as models
You fag, you couldn't pull one drag -- off my blunt
You couldn't punch your way out of a wet paper bag
With scissors in your hands -- bitch, the rza
I stand close to walls, like number four the lizard
Enchant a few solar panels, blast off like roman candles
Rap vandals, stomp your ass like randall mcdaniel
You cocker spaniel dogs, can't fuck with our catalog
Put your lights out and leave your brain inside a fog

Verse four: inspectah deck

It's only natural, actual facts are thrown at you
The impact'll blow trees back and crack statues
Million dollar rap crews fold, check the sick shit
Explicit, i crystalize the rhyme so you can sniff it
We live this, fitted hats low conceal the crooked i
No surprise, verbal stick up -- put em high
Rebel i, outlaw, split second on the draw
Blow the door off this shit, like bricks of c-4

Chorus

Verse five: ghostface

Check out my beaver, baby blue glock in the safe
Seems darthy and the god and get ski roll weight
We hold a belt son, that's my word
Spot a rapper run him down, throw him out in the third, yo check it
I think like the man behind a register
Evergreen smokin estates, rhyme and power made me treasurer
With third down, six to go flash his strobe lights
I'm open rza hit me off lovely and i love him
With root beer thoughts, here's a tennis court
For your birthday, the babyface of rap politic with sade
Avenging eagle crooks rock the "w" and "spiegel" books
Annheiser busch kings came through, and stopped your whole jooks
Spitfire kangols, watch tony train a gang of hoes
Painful like hearin the news, like when your man go
Ends blow, windy at times watch the room sheisty girl
Love to sit out this song, now watch your water break

Chorus: latter 1/2

*glasses/jewelry tinkling*
You my daddy whore (2x)
*laughing*
[cappa] whoever she gonna do anyway
But bust it, bust it though baby, bust it
Who else, who else is gonna...

Verse one: ol dirty bastard

This is dedicated to all you bitches
Knew this bitch named traj, she had a hella fine ass
Candy-ass, blew my hole in the past
Niggarette gave me gonorrhea
Pussy dick to the tippy toe like ballerina
Boy you shoulda seen her
She had a babyface creamer purinas
Called up talkin tina
I put my dick in a broom
She blew my head like a balloon
I had her walkin on the moon

Verse two: cappadonna

Yo, i seen you at the five and dime wastin your time
Oh you shine, i'm lookin at your ass from behind
You walked by smellin like watermelon
You might make me a felon, my eyeballs swellin
My nuts start yellin, excuse my prick
Wanna have a talk with you, i'm sick
My medicine is can i walk with you, fantasy
After that we can cheat, laid on the bed
Handcuffed with hard meat, long stroke smackin
Smack it then broke, nothin can't stop my
Continous poke, compound
Porno flick music, daddy came with it when i wrote it

Verse three: ol dirty bastard

Dirt dog be bouncin on bitches like fog
I pollute the air up like smog, bitch
I'm up my jacuzzi, peepin this smoothie
My bitch is a floozy, dirt dog ain't choosy
Pussy move me, pretty black dick up in the booty
I like it muddy or swampy
By now you find your ass up shitty creeky
Don't got no fuckin room me and my momma and my tv
Blackberry squeeze
Bitch who a tease, titties small, i got used to the squeaks
Fuck that shit, i'm through with this bitch
Old hen please can't get a bank of these
Welfare cheese, now to blow fifty g's
Overseas, i'm doin the breeze, in my 850

Verse four: rza

Suicidal, she been in more hotels than bibles
Idle worshippin bitch wasn't the type to make bridle
Sprung, on how the bitch maneuvered her tongue
From the top of his dick, to the bottom of his ass split
I told the god to jet quick this wicked bitch was a harlot
But had him trapped up inside the charlotte web
She wasn't choosy fucked for movie and a loose leaf
Cigarette, pussy stay wet and juicy like lemons
Big ass in tight denim
Had the most faithful niggaz sinnin against their women
And enjoyed, to watch relationships get destroyed
This unemployed welfare bitch was non-void
And shameless, her attitude was blameless
Even though she had a hundred dicks on her namelist
Her obsession, caused niggaz to get, the ass cheek injection
The bitched lied, said she had urinary tract infection
I tried to warn em, and bomb em, but she conned em
Wanted niggaz to fuck her raw dog without no condom

*woman moans* oooooh, ahahhh, ohh

[wu-tang movie samples]
You people are all trying to acheive the impossible
That's exactly what we've done
But you'll fail, and you'll all die
If we die, the next generation will fight them too
And the one after them, for as long as they must
And eventually we shall succeed

[method man]
Apocalypse now
Mind over matter next batter be tical
Put it on a platter how much uncut
Raw shit we dealin wit, murder track what
Slang killin it, touched
You feelin it, in your bloodstream
Deadly venemous elixir
Hammer like sledge that be sister
All and together now, follow me, the mista
Meth candyman, farewell to the flesh
Death come, in the scripture, two-thousand one
Bring the rap arma-gedde-on, let it be known
When you walk up in this dead zone
Wit all that wack shit, now you know
You dead wrong, one thousand lashes

[raekwon the chef]
Detonate that, pussy massengil rap cleanse that
The kids rank, snatch collars off, while ridin off
Float boat big boys, oakland a's stashed away blades
Ventilation let the sharks, ani-maze
Somethin sheist like, seven butcher knives, rollin rover style
Twice, finger itchy like lice hair fell out somethin
To conquer, stomp ya like that cat blanca
Toy tonka truck ten carat on ya monsta
Ring rocky like fuck switch sides like water rides
The dat bubble life preserve the other guys
Now fuck y'all act wilda
The style wilda than a praying mantis
Chillin like *long inhale*

[masta killa]
As my brothers and i reign rebellious, changin
The courses of time, devils no longer exist
As god cypher divine, all minds one no question
Now check it...
Perhaps we can go through lessons
Or might shot me a pussy protestin
Comin with that lip professin, you must take
Allah for fool, where's his jewel
Was he usin mathematics as a tool?
Tell me, the struggle is god and i came to build
Shit is so real, inside you distilled
Back in the form of mist
You wishin you did the knowledge before speakin
Seekin, where you went wrong
And why would i bring you such physical harm?

[inspectah deck]
Yo, mind arson, my squadren, surround the sound-garden
Guns for hire plus you under fire and a target
Sniper in the cypher, i, pied piper
Move the housing by the thousand, i watched out the chrysler
Bombs strike ya like the mighty thor, blast the door
Recite a page like a tidal wave, past the shore
Two pulls, i'm wild like mechanical bulls
Pack a full house, it's girls night out, pull a hairful
Heavenly laced, stimulation make you feel slow paced
I motivate and await my sober state

[ghostface killah]
Magnificent, heavenly the god stay bent
Five percent range whippin soul controller of the lynch
Mackin phone rings, stephen king trauma down at danzine
My mood swings, suplexed off the rope, magazine
Coconut jewels, wore no color shoe, knife annual
Moses lost his sandal, hidin the manual
Blow the vandal buggin off of bon jovi hits
Grammer lo-ve, famous murder weapon was a trophy
Seize posin in oshkosh, guzzle cries
Sabotage massage rap bandit at large
Wolverine carnation milk, wu denim jeans
Thurston howell the third kid's back on the scene
Call it chopped meat, cause every word is choppy
My logic crunch all crows to death, kobiyashi couldn't stop me
Gettin caught up in my world, haagen-daaz world
Backflip and then twirl, cave your whole world in
*gun blast*

[rza] yo... check check it
[tekitha] you can never defeat
[rza] yo check the method of this shit right here one time
[tekitha] the gods
[rza] sparkin your braincells to the upmost
[tekitha] impossible
[rza] unlimited epidemics bein spreaded
[tekitha] you can never defeat
[rza] you know, we try and add on for y'all niggas
[tekitha] the gods
[rza] yo, yo

Verse one: rza

Fusion of the five elements, to search for the higher intelligence
Women walk around celibate, livin irrelevant
The most benelovent king, communicatin through your dreams
Mental pictures been painted, allah's heard and seen
Everywhere, throughout your surroundin atmosphere
Troposphere, thermosphere, stratosphere
Can you imagine from one single idea, everything appeared here
Understanding makes my truth, crystal clear
Innocent black immigrants locked in housing tenemants
Eighty-five percent tenants depend on welfare recipients
Stapleton's been stamped as a concentration camp
At night i walk through, third eye is bright as a street lamp
Electric microbes, robotic probes
Taking telescope pictures of globe, babies getting pierced with microchips
Stuffed inside their earlobes, then examinated
Blood contaminated, vaccinated, lives fabricated
Exaggerated authorization, food and drug administration
Testin poison in prison population
My occupation to stop the innauguration of satan
Some claim that it was reagan, so i come to slay men
Like bartholemew, cause every particle is physical article
Was diabolical to the last visible molecule
A space night like rom, consume planets like unicron
Blasting photon bombs from the arm like galvatron

Verse two: u-god

United nations, gun fire style patient
Formulatin rap plural acapella occupation
Conquer land like napoleon, military bomb fest
We want sanitary food, planetary conquest
Thug peoples on some hardco' body shit
Get your shit together 'fore the fuck illuminati hit
Dreams is free in escape of sleep
For a fool peep jewels, keep tools for tough time
The rule of rough mind, elevate, stay behind
The sun gotta shine, keep on, cremate
The whole babylon, times up, move on
Kings on your pawn, checkmate, no fakes
Opposed through the gate, case closed
Things get froze, when it comes time, chosen ones
Were holding guns, we take flight with no fright
And attack, never fear cause our words is clear
What's been done can't be undone son, we can't care
Cause the last days and times are surely here
Snakes and flakes get blown, by the rightous ones
Divine minds bind, we unified as one
Half of black hope, we half broke, smoke a bowl of weed shit
Our everlastin answers stay flyin over egypt

Chorus: tekitha

For you to defeat, the gods
Impossible, you can never... defeat
The gods, impossible
For you to defeat, the gods

Verse three: ghostface killah

Call an ambulance, jamie been shot, word to kemit
Don't go son, nigga you my motherfuckin heart
Stay still son, don't move, just think about keeba
She'll be three in january, your young god needs you
The ambulance is taking too long
Everybody get the fuck back, excuse me bitch, gimme your jack
One, seven one eight, nine one one, low battery, damn
Blood comin out his mouth, he bleedin badly
Nahhh jamie, don't start that shit
Keep your head up, if you escape hell we gettin fucked up
When we was eight, we went to bat day to see the yanks
In sixty-nine, his father and mines, they robbed banks
He pointed to the charm on his neck
With his last bit of energy left, told me rock it with respect
I opened it, seen the god holdin his kids
Photogenic, tears just burst out my wig
Plus he dropped one, oh shit, here come his old earth
With no shoes on, screamin holdin her breasts with a gown on
She fell and then lightly touched his jaw, kissed him
Rubbed his hair, turned around the ambulance was there
Plus the blue coats, officer lough, took it as a joke
Weeks ago he strip-searched the god and gave him back his coke
Bitches yellin, beenie man swung on helen
In the back of a cop car, dirty tarts are tellin
But suddenly a chill came through it was weird
Felt like my man, was cast out my heaven now we share
Laid on the stretcher, blood on his wally's like ketchup
Deep like the full assassination with a sketch of it
It can't be, from yohoo to lee's
Second grade humped the teachers, about to leave
Finally this closed chapter, comes to an end
He was announced, pronounced dead, y'all, at twelve ten

Outro: raekwon and tekitha

Now what my man is trying to tell y'all
Is that across the whole globe (you can never)
The murder rates is increasin, and we decreasin (you can never)
So at the same time, when you play with guns
When you play with guns son (you can never defeat)
That causes the conflict of you goin against your own (the gods)
You hear me, so let's pay attention
Straight up and down, cause this is only a story
From the real

Verse one: ghostface killah

Aiyyo i roll like a bat out of hell
Evil acapell's fly spittin out of my grill
Before i hit the sky with springtime colors
Juicy as a sunkist, certain broads double dutch this
They carve it in they wrist, pales berry blazes
Straighten the crumbs left on the stove, clothes in my lady hair
Plus yours the look gold god, the old tainted bald technique
Got these vestibules designer niggaz in they whips
Jumpin out they seats, eighteen, bronzeman part ii
We like dorothy hamill on ice
We in your hood we might circle, hats down low in the range
Switch lanes, change my tire, peel out
Real loud on the stage yo, i shitted on your hood kid
I shitted on your hood, got to your burner too late
I'm lookin real good, draped out
Shinin like a fresh fifty cent piece, your girlfriend, c'mere
Oh shit, you my man's niece, the gourmet pocket twenty
Bombs made of clay, sexcapades take place
We fucked in forty-eight shades might walk up in your studio
Time slap your engineer, it's lighter fluid to that style
Hand me the matches now

Verse two: raekwon the chef

Aiyyo rainbow roley on the wrist, now what's this
Niggaz bless this, eight and a half, bally banana twist
E shakes, puffin on lye, feedin the seed's plate
Pullin out, old dirty eights to rob gates
Major wake up, the kid telltales, make a nigga head wake up
Beats break, the nigga would take off his time
Honolulu status, gladdest
The rich rock cabbage and dollar vans grands
That nigga mad savage, stationary hall of justice
Niggaz came clumped out
Just came home, now they bunked out
Money be longer than triple life
Til the sun burn out, that's my word
Move it with the burner out
Fidel way of thinkin, roll with the mac bent ac-10
Most of my team, five percent check what the live said
Rollin with guess vests pedestrians yo
Holdin my nuts, fuckin thousand dollar lesbians

[ghost] yo, the older god put me on and had to rock this
[both] maintain three-sixty lord live prosperous
[ghost] it only takes a lesson a day, just to analyze life
[both] one time in the respectable mind
(repeat 2x)

Verse three: the genius/gza

Let the shot spark, soon as his pit bull barks
Tire scars from skid marks leaves from jams in school parks
Witness, forget his, original statement
Even in protection programs there's no escapement
Gunned down, we in town, hit king from seven crowns
Spent rounds catch him while he rhyme in the zebra lounge
Wounded, back in the eighty-three summer heat
Up in three-oh-nine park, rhymin off the drummer's beat
I stalk the city streets demonstratin mic wrecks
All lookin stank, i ain't playin wit a full deck
And as they nervously stare, i know they scared
They saw the coming of wu, the neon in times square
Household name, assassin, killa bee
Mill to the grain, that posess the wu, trilogy
Quick to spot those that bite camoflouge and blend
Those that got styles, they got identical twins
Don't stretch the small thing, copycats are finnicky
Without skills, they master the art of mimicry
But i go line for line on the whole page
Your unspotted life on the mic is old age

*rocket fired, whistles off and explodes, breaking glass*

I despise your killing, and raping
You're... despicable

Are you, my judge?

It's just... you should be punished
I'm going to chop off your arm, so are you ready?

Verse one: u-god

Yo, yeah, yo, yo
Yo, yeah
Check these high hats sting things moving through the rubbish
Party robust, rec room style for you brothers
Time's ticking, eruptments conduct
Entering one funk before the drum dry up
Dial, style, jab vocab slow
Alphabet run, construction voice might blow
Tap dance swelling hemingway novel model
For a breather, dirty reefer hide your bottle
Cut down, come with something that's round and profound
Blood brothers people of colors we get down
Watch this fly, force feed things being said
Nine diagram acid black evil red left his
Mic half a dangle, seriouser man
My mic clapper def wish, everlasting plan
Heavenly god body, know me as the cleaner
Night champion, old villain style seem a
Kiss of spider, to god saga why bother
Godfather talk drama, fly swatters

Number two, chao san poi

Verse two: the genius/gza

This wu shit be hard to kill and full blown
Rhymes filtered through the net before words hit the chrome
Pro tools editing tracks that's rough
Cause a jam without a live mc isn't enough
So we attack this, and grab all within reach
Throw a scrap back to niggaz - perfect your own speech
Shit is copper, it ain't worth the mic stands
Used by backup singers in atlantic city bands
Niggaz look on, and get hooked on this mic line
Real thin and shift through the pipeline
Lp's delivered with style and potential
Niggaz flowin smoothly in a sequential
Order, revealin hidden tape recorders
Stashed inside pockets of those who lack aura

Verse three: raekwon the chef

Twist the dac up, them niggaz with math is back up
Watch he act up, fifty-two block track we slap up
Playground maneuver, jet to vancouver like this
Two kahluas one chick she's german luger
Get the shit on, light a fresh pack, bust it open
With the seal on dunn, deal on this, with the real on
Next, rocky, ring, call it to decatur
Slang soufleer home decorater, player
Mic immigrants, nine of us formed resemblance
Somethin flashy, god dead-armed is nasty
Peep the ornaments enough to make shorty-wop stare at me yo
He killed the god might as well throw a chair at me

Verse four: prince rakeem/rza

Yo mc's wonder what's hip-hop thunder
Tell you the truth it's just one nation under a groove
Gettin down for the funk of it
Like fred sanford in the biz...
Yo one held his paraphenalia, a wu memorabilia
Mailed by the fortune teller, tried to tell ya
Bout the group recruit we scoop up cream like breyer's
Then spread across the globe like telephone wires
Thirty-six assorted, shaolin imported
Chambers been recorded, you're fuckin with the loops
Time for royalty audit
Fabulous establishment metabolism, blackfoot indian
Cherokee started out smaller than amphibian
Then grew to a physical body with five meridians
As the pendulum swings closer to the millenium
Two thousand, wickedness is spread amongst my citizen
I got a muscle the industrial to make a hustle
And politic with leo and russell
When niggaz is still rushin we'll brush you

He's a womanizer, but he's an expert at throwing knives

Verse five: masta killa

Thoughts are contained in the trenches of the brain
Ignite, blowin the mic to arabian heights
As i recite this medley, niggaz couldn't fuck with the
Deadly ground i hold down
Classical gangland style, shots hit the ceiling
Panic and confusion echoes through the building
Continuing to build, i strive for perfection
Driven by the will to live, glocks i hold
Shots i give, while searchers of rescue teams
Look for means of survival and who's liable
For this harrowing experience
You scream for the extreme, fiend for the cap
And proceeds of the wu-tang academy
To fuck up your anatomy with assault and battery

Number two, chao san poi
Number two, chao san poi
He's a womanizer, but he's an expert at throwing knives

Number one, yen chang wa
He's an adulterer, don't trust him
Number two, chao san poi
Number two, chao san poi
He's a womanizer, but he's an expert at throwing knives

I despise your killing, and raping
You're... despicable

Are you, my judge?

It's just... you should be punished
I'm going to chop off your arm, so are you ready?
I despise your killing, and raping
You're... despicable

Are you, my judge?

It's just... you should be punished
I'm going to chop off your arm, so are you ready?

[raekwon]
Shake them niggaz
Scary hours no money out, smash the guinness stout
Play the outfield, lucille, switched cracks on shields
She's a rich fiend, sacrifice her fam, shift them niggaz
To queens, guess jeans she charged thirty-five beans
Hit the cell phone, regulate with well known tone
A wally kingpin, who also slam and strike edition
Whattup, corleone smoke the bone tone phone me
Whattup he tried to slang there, address him with chrome only
Grady with the gray beard, transport for him
Rockin nike at? rastafarianburg, pipin that
Switchin benzes, ten carat nigga with gold lenses
Frontin like he's sittin on a lump he's sittin on junk
You wanna pull a heist, draw guns and robberies
You wanna rock rep, step in yellow wallabies
Names arraigned, the century fox, little glocks
Them niggaz with stocks, wail on your blocks
Rich lifestyle, small like an ordinary white child
But right now, son is still shine, shed light now
Breakdown, liquidate god, fuck it grab the nickel plate
Spencer for hire, tension when we mention dryer
He's a slave cop, behave pop
Blue suits who bay stop us blow that cat
At the purple haze spot

[method man]
I remember stickin fiends at the one-six-ooh
When we was starvin, duckin five-oh, payin em dues
Times is hard in the slums i'm from, they got us barred in
We warrin and cage dodgin, rippin and robbin
Got the narc sabotagin, slippin cracks in
Your camoflougin, now you snitchin on the squadron
That's somethin niggaz can't pardon
City overrun by young gun with bad intention, and wu-wear garment
So i see no need to mention, the potency
Of a sting from a killa bee, kickin the battery
Out the back of them wisecracks
Distorted for your get high you hijack
These friendly skies ain't for you, they for me and mine
This the year of the grimy nigga, ragtime
Keep these niggaz on the run, peep my clan emblem
Iron lung ain't got to tell you where it's comin from

Catch us swimmin with these sharks now, you rap villains
(i feel the same way you niggaz feelin)
We feel the same way you feelin, let it be known (let it be known)
*together* what the blood clot you niggaz dealin, you crash dummies
Cash rules, still don't nuttin move but the money

[ghostface]
Aiyyo strongarm that kid right there with wavy hair
Billy johnson, snatched him out his whip in times square
Took his pumas, nameplate, dude lost weight
Summer eighty-eight, started a fight, that can't wait
Ask dorothy, same kid pussy up in marsey
Blazin that tad rossi, up in the marquis
He lost like a hundred ounces, jake rushed his houses
Had him on the porch, ass no trousers
This souped up, individual stuck, the new stuff
Same kid cryin on the stand with judge cuffner
Kissed him with art num it's three to nine style
Before he left he flashin his face like denzel
Richard dale took his beaver, off the wall pullin his whip
Mussy dropped and split his wig with the heater
His safe butt was all fucked up, as he had me laughin
God you see how he was laid out, in the grass
With dirt in his mouth, slim woke him up told him he wild out
Blood leakin from his teeth he smiled like he gunned out
Big bolo, stackin his shit financed a volvo
He copped his shit from a small, coffeeshop in soho
He still pussy, he sell his dust up on the lower east
Posin like he rappin out...

[raekwon the chef]
Scrape y'all motherfuckers
This is my word, when you see us
When you see us flashing and shining
And building and adding on
Y'all niggaz just watch it, hear me
Only ones that who we got respect for
Is them niggaz that we say peace to
Hear me, pay attention, put your shoes on
Yo, my team be bellyaching hungry niggaz on the swarm again
Pirahna niggaz bite dick, yo son, it's on again
What up, he made a move, try to assist it
Listen kid yo, you was born to be a pawn but i'm a bishop
Back to the novel, you son, it's logical
How you figure god, what, flow on the track, flip the obstacle
Now my proposal, it's the global
From california to courts, it's over god, so taste the tofu
Remember baggy jeans, the timberlands in november
Shorty called me santa in december
But guess what, my wally's got messed up
Autograph presser what, blast enough to blow your rest up
We scrape that, land o' lake that
My dolo rapper get you sent back
Represent the gentlemens who bent that
Flash medallions like italians
La costra nostra, we moving through your hood like a poster
Flex this, lex and diamonds hold the settlement
So keep the bust the gun boo
Like that bad ass bitch in dead presidents
Add on, the billboard sloan
Check it now, you get the gold dick award
It's like jail and it's the sixth floor
Test me, floating in the s.e., now let's see
Half of y'all niggaz built your rhyme from my sess tree
Faggots, homos, yo, my flavor liver than a dobo
Stay militant kid, push it like bolo
You fucking idiot, playing with my clan but you be fearing it
Face one, i'm guaranteed to make you take one
Please, y'all niggaz money getting low
But did you come back, set up shop, and get the phat dough
Tired of y'all, mostly inspired by y'all
So what the deal now, blinking with us or put your shield down
Faggot, fuck fuck around punk, battle for cream nigga

[rza]
You want to pound crab, nah let his hand swing
I ought to punch a hole in his palm with these pointy ass rings
No more said, knew your chump ass was dead
When i saw the four four reflecting off your shiny forehead
It's wu-tang nigga, ain't nothing changed nigga
Still shame on a nigga, who tried to run game
Get virgin and perversions, fucking bitches with persian
Bugs watching niggaz like the turgeon, it's the surgeon slugs
Still pounds when bobby steels 12 gauge gonna pay deadly chronicles
We, held up in gotham take heed and protect your seeds
We fall like all the leaves, who lack tranquility
In your rap utility to fuck with the abilities
Raised like a sperm cell to the ovary
Microphone post tone like a rotary phone
Age of poems and poetry, old sloans
Explosive head bullets, black hooded
Invalid footed ninjas, who full metal jacket clips
And know how to put it in you
Surrender your goods and your merchandise
For no purchase price, i'm certainly a heist
For your ice and curtains and vice
Come quietly, wu-tang clan rules society
Because of variety, so maintain your high anxiety
And lead them to defy me, diary...
I need 18 points for my next joint
This high and mointed king, to make a deal
I be the one to appoint, steve ripken must have been sniffing
To catch something so dope, it left minor c-lits pussy dripping
I fuck hundreds of bitches, and split millions of dollars
And built with thousands of scholars
My life saga from the hildred of horor
Legal kid brown in nicaragua
Gave birth to mc's, seeds and bank robbers
We drove with pistol whips into world-wide trips
And my dick's been sucked by the finest lips
Stand to tell the contestants, in the world's best repressment
But none of the above compare to the one-twenty lessons
Or my queen and my seeds, in the home that i rest in
Enter my dome get blown to 99 sections

[method man]
This rhyme has no limitations, this time there's no hesitation
Collecting minds at the door, you want it niggaz it's yours
The flavors raw, what the fuck you think i'm flowing for
It's rhyme and reason, bite the bullet
Niggaz is foul in this duck season
We add odds till we even motherfucker
Bad asses, high times, lower classes
Taste mine, straight shots in dirty glasses
Bring it to him, room service, under pressure
And mad nervous, waving guns at the clergy
Ticallion, we ain't worried
Keep them sick niggaz seven-thirty
Picture this, watch the birdy
This bastards is rolling dirty
With sharp pins that be stabbing you
Pins and needles, needles and pins
Nuff said, dick in your mouth
Like pimp was bled, as i race track with thoroughbreds
Ducking the feds

[ghostface]
Yo, my ice slow fly up on the keyboard son
Niggaz ran up on me law, praising what we do by the lords
That's right, exile the fake, hit them niggaz like weight
Feed a fool, let the fake evaporate
Reconstruction, that's the whole science of mine
Production, ya'll niggas guess who stuck son
Left his meth son, switch, finger itch
Staring at you like a bitch, maybe y'all niggaz snitch
Youse a loner, adidas shell top with lye
Sipping corona, read the rev report then bone her
Buy you some jewels, here's some food
Not neccessarily mean to be rude boo, check out the analoo
We in the mushrooms, chased the high neck in the custom
Baggy jeans, thick ropes god, sliding through customs
Chill, y'all niggaz know what time it is
James bond beamers behind me, on bacardi lime and
Check out the pitch like nolan ryan
He cought a slug for lying
Yeah you was lying, where's the cash, crying
Militia, rolling in position
Casa blanca cuban link christian
Lex the tally back whistling, fake fucks