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