(feat. Beretta 9, Featherz & Cilvaringz)    [RZA]  The grand ultimate supreme, no extremedies  We use Tai Chi to deflect off our enemy  Five poisons, from the Clan there's no Remedy  We dispell the smell of wickedness in our vicinity  Bobby, the atomic, Islamic, bomb-droppin'  appear in your atmosphere like the comet  Heading to the Western Hemisphere, non-stoppin'  Strikin' the belly of the seed to make it vomit  Things of beings is unseen by men  in shapes and form, never been dreamed by men  The word of God, always intervene with sin  From insight, my inner-light beams within  Pin-point focus, move silently un-noticed  When you attack, I fall back in the wind like the lotus  Put the soul in the track like my name was Otis  Pain in my heart and your chance is hopeless  for you to win, a change is gonna come  You heare the "suuuu"?, Wu-Tang is gonna come  and my vocals, they gonna bang on the drum  You go against the grain you will hang from ya tongue  So..    [Hook: RZA (Feathers)]  (Love) love (Love) love (thugs) thugs  This is in yo' club (club)  Nigga pass the mothafuckin' drugs (drugs)    [RZA]  Just smooth a loop..  To my soundwave there's no sonic solution  No Pro Tools to edit or out-date my producin'  Form like crystals, mushrooms after the missile  We strike into the hip-hop bone, of the gristle  and my thoughts be the marrow, son I'm the narrow  tube inside the gun that's released through the barrel  and the words travel in lead, expandin' high-speeds  with the hole in ya head, and filled up you  with the, knowledge of self  I dropped out of school, I went to the college of self  and I pertained my wealth, B-O-B-B, when y'all niggaz see me  I'm like Godzilla stompin' over Mount Fiji  or Rodan with the wingspan, Prince Rakeem can  rocks to the solo or combine with my team and  spit like the calico, welcome to the Alamo  Bop-bop-bop, you know how you cowards go    [Hook - first line only]    [RZA]  Welcome back to my hip-hop club!    [Beretta 9]  Psycho-menace, downin' a Guiness  strictly bidness, while I'm in this  Flip on a nigga like a gymnast  Put a knot on ya head, the size of Grimace  Bitch, jumpin' out ya speaker  Huntin' for yo' egg like it's Easter  Although I come in peace, I would just like to say peace to  Scallywags, skeezers, and I don't really need ya  You don't understand why I don't understand either  Now shit's gettin' deep, you should've thought a lot deeper  It's my time to get over and I got on my blinker  So I write and I spit on the mic, so you can feel  what is truth, what is right and what's not  Yo I must kill the ideal and enlight this Earth  and yo I will give birth to a light that lives to keep it real  All through research, I learned in schools, not even Church  Can enstill, these words are jewels so you can heal  Still I search, and I works real hard, I need a deal  and with speed 'cuz it hurts indeed  Yo can you feel? my heart still pumps the blood that makes me bleed  all real and the pastor's best and I always will, do my thing    [RZA]  Yo let me know son, yo..  X.O. Hennessey, Jack Daniel or Tennesee  whisky, got these groupie bitches actin' frisky    [Beretta 9]  Searchin for that Bill like Lewinsky  All over my pants lookin' for a Jim Brownski    [Cilvaringz]  Ringz and Partnerz, Wu-Tang is how we fuck up Helsinki  Oh shit, Kinetic, Bobby Steeles  Origin/Barrakjudah, Wu-Tang Forever motherfuckers    [Hook]