Fuck y'all analog niggas, we be digital   Wu-Tang, Killarmy, we indispensable   We never fall, we stand tall   Like skyscrapers and Justice For All      We move on M.C's mechanically   Strike nerve like Ghost Vs. a Canopy   Hard to touch retarded fucks   Playing with they fantasies   Respect this, specialist, black testing      This will get ya necklace jacked   And named scratched up off my guest list   Party freak, you the type of nigga   That'll hardly speak unless you spoken to      We throw a cold screw and sober up   When I'm approaching you at the same time   We posting two niggas on tha ass-fist gonna do   What they supposed to do      The limelight snatched away from you   Because it's my night   Killarmy blaze inside of the twilight   You better get ya lines right      Half of these crabs can't even rhyme right   Which dart slows   With body movement and blurry eyesight   What you want I already got      And after I control I keep head high   Head pon-cocked   And pockets rollin', you foldin'      You fagot ass fuck yo, Farotion never fails   Shoot at darts sharper than a carpenters nail   Inhale life, exhale strive anxiety's      Trife blowin' smoke out my piece pipe   Ducking the snipe shot off the top   Of the White House and cop 4'S   War never does and many causes      My offense is my defense extreme precautions   Moving cyphers high velocities making you nauseous   Ya forcing it, garishly extortionists, aborting this   Space ship thats spacious face it      I'm on contain shit   Pioneer looking for honey and is it matrix?   The case is if not ya basic way to make shit   Embrace it knowing some day you'll have to face it      Fuck y'all analog niggas, we be digital   Wu-Tang, Killarmy, we indispensable   We never fall, we stand tall   Like skyscrapers and Justice For All   (So fuck y'all, so fuck y'all niggas)      Yo, yo hard to grapple   I raise the sharp scalpel   Technique slaps you   Invasion body snatch you money grip      I smoke the honey dip blunts, cherry bomb, very calm   First bursts like a shot from the Berry homes   You'd be most wise to pay close attention to Willy lynchin'   It's stupid to fuck wit' Bobby Steel's henchmen      I step into presidential credentials, evident my potential   Be infinate, deluxe benetic, sluts invincible   Only ones can know me, swore me before the Dolby   Alexis Colby broads try to control me, pussy whip me like Toby      Fuck the local, I move global, economical   Ship sea promise fool, my info glow   And the dark Wu-Tang logo      Sparks the attention, look listen observe   Killa bee swerv, slam like Dr. Julias Erv   Still strike the vital nerve      Charter through the Magna Carta   Trapped like Otis and Carter   Wild like the Shaolin style or Manos Harbor      King devine, forced to shine   Head burst open like a bottle of Pine   Use penmanship when I write my script      Blunt spark em' and them mark em' homeless   Killa Hill syndrome, peace to Two Tone   He must know me, to understand me   From what you do to realize I'm you      Everything I do, honey bee from the bee hive   Evergreen squeeze, dried leaf   Smoke Killa Priest from the tribe of Levi   Smoke out and not steal or blunt spill   The indestructible Bobby Steel's is here      Yo, in the heat of the night   My 4-7-7 mash on the mic   Killarmy and Trappa John M.D, full metal jackets   'Cause some gots to have it      Kill or be killed, only time will reveal   I think by myself and I drink by myself   From 9-8 until let me know its real, son   If it's really real      Understandable, self explainable   Caution, John Blaze flammable   When under pressure, interchangeable   And still coming down like precipitation      As I reign undisputed, how Johnny do it   Dangerously, whoppin' cough   (Cough, cough)   Two and off stank pussy make my dick soft   (Huh)      Bottom line be this high   Explosive, not for the average Joseph   Come and get some, hold it   Keep one up in the chamber, blast with my middle finger      Now I toss men attack like the Four Horsemen   See me dog walkin' strickly getty-o slang talkin'   All up in thease guts, soften, these rap niggas, official   We slap niggas with mack charges dope shit regardless   We usually take another niggas garments   (What?)      Straight up and down   I got this rap shit locked in '98   Niggas can't escape the laws that I enforce   Like top notch politicians who be pola-tickin'      Slam through expand   Total construction across the planet   And micro chip software placed in the rear of ya ear   As I sit the next year      All y'all analog niggas, fuck y'all, we be digital   Shit is critical like the hallways in my projects   Similar to the streets in Tibet   Fuck that, I ain't playin' wit' a full deck   (Son, son, son, son)