The track hit like the bangers in hundred watt boxes
The conviction of my tape is rape, wicked like Nixon
An' jet to the flyest estate, relate, take a break
All these MCs start realizin'
Abusin' 'em, rockin' his jewels like we usin' 'em
The mad hatter, big dick style, beware goons
Body chemical 'Cream', we burn kerosene
Street astrologists, light up the mic God, knowledge this
Yo, jostlin' these cats while Little J be deli-in'
Get yourself shot
The Wu is here to bring you Shaolin's finest
True identity hidden inside secret tabloids
I slapbox with Jesus, lick shots at Joseph
Break down an eighth an' then wait drop it like Drake
Zoomin' like binoculars, the rap blacksmith
That Ghost got that shit that'll keep you vibin'
Mercury raps is roughed, then God just shown like taps
Sip Irish Moss out of Widelians
But if your shields are weak, you better step behind us
Kiss the pyramid experiment with high explosive
My Benz spills, what up Lils? Murder one Dunn
Top secret technique, too hard for you to peep it
We can can him, manhandle him, if you wanna
Fly joints that carried your points, Corolla Motorola holder
An' keep it, jiggy style of rap an' watchin' knuckle slang
Play it God, he pack over the shoulder
An' put the box right near your ear, light your blunts an' down your beers
Say, "Peace" to cats who rock mack knowledge, knowledgists
[Incomprehensible]
Long heads inscriptions with three sixes in
That Ghost got that shit, that'll keep you vibin'
Relax, lay back, sell a grenade a day, it pays black
It's the same style, RZA trainable, jump the turnstyle
In the Phillipines, pick herbal beans, bubblin' strings
Roll with the older God, build with the Son an' the Star
Layin' with my bitches an' my mans in Lex Lands
Cappa, Raekwon an' the R.Z.A., so listen to them clear
He had sugar in his ear, in his last crack career
Doin' forever shit, like pissin' out the window on turnpikes
'Cause you could never fuck with Wu-Tang Killer Beez
Red an' white Wally's that match, bend my baseball hat
I'm Iron Man, no cheap cash metal, I'm steel alloy
Front on my guys, my enterprise splash many lives
Index finger be sore, bustin' these fly scripts
Smuggle balloons, lord of dooms, in fat pussy wombs
Low pro star, seven thick waves rock Polar
My technique of slang camp won, third platoon soon
Let the Gods build, pull up the grill, check out the mad skills
The Wally kid count crazily, grands with our plans
Voice be metal like Von Harper radio bubble
Chrome tanks, player like Yanks, check the franchise
Give me the the fifty thou, small bills, my gold plate, my slang kills
The Mac 10 flex white cats like Windex
High top notch, borderline rhymes is hand cocked
The arsonist, who burn with his pen regardless
Slayin' all these earthlings an' fake foreigners
Ninety-six, my ill sound clash is still hot
Run in his crib o, get ditto, skate like a limo
Spoil the rotten, Don is too good to be forgotten
Thugs, they be booin' an' screwin', we canoin'
Robbin' niggaz for leathers, high swipin' on dirt bikes
Killer bee stung, guess who back home, Son?
That Ghost got that shit, that'll keep you vibin'
The Wu is here to bring you Shaolin's finest
Especially that, aluminum bat in the act
Murder sleep away camp, the fly lady champ
Cristal bottles, cages of boom, probably wardrobe
All these MCs start realizin'
Money's Rolex with sparkles, Chef Ragtop is spotless
The Wu is here to bring you Shaolin's finest
All these MCs start realizin'
Claim they doin' the same shit we doin', fuck your union
We losin' 'em, jet to the stash an' now Jerusalem
But if your shields are weak, you better step behind us
Sweep it out of order, ape recorder can't record my slaughter
Rappel on fakes like reflectors
Breathe oxygen, both sides of my jaw carry oxes
On the alley, tried to challenge God for the new vials
