Yeah, yo, give me the cue   Skip the introduction, prostate the lip function   The junction get rushed by some grimy people bustin' weed   Splatter your belly like some Attica fellas   Use a firearm good, bloods go for hard swelling      Insert the spasm, yes the dirty hurt has them   Thoroughbred thugs insert the fantasm   Verbal smarts, spark the word, visit my scripture   Exotic wine, holding nine, Picasso pictures      When the rhyme pivot you now, limit your chance   Bodyguard the lyric with unlimited stance   Words seem to zing on down to Bejing   When we touch down you crown renowned kings      There's no honor amongst thieves, street pharmaceutical   Stack like Genovese, the four devil tempt mad men   But not these, we profound hardcore sound   To MC's thumbs down, prepare   Killa bees it be warfare, this the year      Niggaz gotta take you off of here, hold the square   If we go there we go gritty   And spread fear through this rap city, call the mayor   My razor sharp darts be like cold stairs      The smell of fear makes my nostrils, flair, truth or dare   Ask yourself can you compare   To these niggaz in the hood, Johnny B. Goode   Or he be gone, yeah      The struggle goes on, you've been warned   P.L.O. from here to Lebanon, how many bombs   Must we drop in the Ninety-Now   Walk a mile in my shoes, get the street news   From Meth-Tical      You gots to be kidding, you gots to be kidding   Aiyyo kid, you gots to be kidding, my glocks'll be spitting   You gots to be kidding, yo      It's common sense how I master my circumference, you dense   I get locked the fuck up, released on my own recognizance   Can't be judged, young bloods bust back like scuds   Wu-Tang harvest one thousand notches above      MC level, yo, I stay high as like treble   Foes who oppose get plucked like rose pedals   Arresting and holding, penetrate for better regions   Wack MC's only lasted one season      The morale was low at the corral   Adjective pronouns had no style, yo, we propose our   Aim the official, initial, is Ruler Zig-Zag-Zig Allah   All that other bullshit ain't permissible      Annual increase of the Wu-Tang Manual   Handles to a keyboard is true hip-hop set tangible   Illegible, every egg ain't edible   My tracks remain Unforgettable like Ol' Nat Cole      Got to catch this paper to buy Shaquasia a glacier   Throw chairs to deck a skyscraper   Understand that the continents of Africa and Asia   And free the black man from the enslaved labor, Wu-Tang      The weight of the fam is on our back and we can't fall   Victim to this long hall of fame, meaning nuttin'   We came to punish the glutton with a substance   That can't be contained, Wu-Tang      Motherfuckers   We be seeing y'all asses when we walk up in the club   Y'all all in the back   Scared to speak the speak 'cause you scared   Punk motherfucker, we know what time it is      All you been seeing is upsets in the box and shit right   It's like come on man   This nigga fucked up motherfuckin' Whittaker   Dang, he caught Whittaker      Mmm hmm   He caught Whittaker a long time ago   Mike got touched   Then Mike got touched by Holy field   Holy field, yeah, word up      Hey, Mike's, Mike's gonna forfeit this fight   He ain't fighting McDermit, he ain't fightin'?   Nope, whattup?   You talkin' 'bout he, what he, what he, what he did?   Told them he cut his eye, in sparring      Style adoral rap pressing, David Berkowitz   Einstein birth to hit, now nurture it   M.G.M. front row seat tonight, no gens   Purified cleanse, ran into some beef up in the men's   Fix your sawed off, Wu-Tang throw me off the cross      All you saw was white meat, skin hangin' off   These is words from the Arch Bishop, some call it six up   The Betty Crocker, marvel cake stakes admissor   Wax janitor, black Jack Mulligan from Canada      Slam dance, tarantula style, you'se a fan of the   Monopoly king, Slavic poetry   Carnegie Hall's off the hook, let's push through the armory   Mack truck hitting soloist, soul controllers   Behold of the thousand teeth fist, swift and boneless      You know 'cause Wu-Tang is invincible, you know what I mean?   It's Wu-Tang Forever God   (Invincible)   Knahmsaying? We gonna get down with that W   You gonna get down with that W      That's that Wu, that's that Wisdom   You know what I'm sayin'? That's the Wisdom of the Universe   That's the truth of Allah for the Nation of the Gods   You know what I'm sayin'? We breakin' egg through these days God   You know what I'm sayin'? We got the fuckin' way      We got the medicine for yo' sickness   Out here, ya know what I mean?   I was telling Shorty like   Yo Shorty, you don't even gotta go to summer school   Pick up the Wu-Tang double CD      And you'll get all the education you need this year   You know what I mean?   (Their poisoned minds can't comprehend this shit)   Word man, it's Wu-Tang Forever God   Niggaz can't fuck with these lyrics God      You know what I'm sayin'? Knahmean?   (Oh hell no, none of this shit)   C'mon man, beats, lyrics man, y'all niggaz   (Niggaz can't even understand half this shit)   Nah   (Man, no)      I think niggaz ain't gonna figure it out till the year two-G   (Wax niggaz ass for free or fee)   Word, yo, you know what? The next Wu-Tang album ain't even   Comin' out until Two Thousand   You know what I mean? That's just gonna come back with a comet      You hear, we gonna bring a comet   (Check for that shit in the millennium)   You know what I mean? So, yo, y'all niggaz man   (Be the resurrection)   The Gods is here man   Born Gods is here   (Born God)