like the air force, generals with guns when rainy up Take it from leers, the stadium, the fans, the beers Titty shots from the bitches in the stands, we clear? But we pop
Clut shots an' what not this is where the buck stops Still can't eat and y'all still can't sleep I elect myself as presidential emcee Wu-Tang killa bee
pop, pussy pop Lick shots for the pussy pop, pop, pop Lookin' good with your stink ass Type of ass make a nigga pull it over fast Make it hot, baby girl to pussy pop
to fill his neck slit So respected and admired the boss, retired your lost Wu Tang, your terror squad, vaya con Dios We get knots, like stockbrokers who own Marriotts Blast shots
Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang, Onyx Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang, Onyx Aiyyo, staircase to stage now, major waves Tanktop Nautica, flipping your daughter thirty ways Yeah who
Uh-huh, uh It's a Wu-Tang, so so death thing I know y'all ain't ready for death We know the game, like we know time We know biz, like we know crime We
Red through the woods and ate grandma But a dog is a dog, is a dog, is a dog Unlike the wolf who made a widower of grandpa Damn, deficatin' on the map Wu-Tang
Tang, gettin' high on your physical Dis next drink is a toast to your memory When I go how many niggaz gon' remember me As high as Wu-Tang get Allah allow us pop
them, pa Up from the 36, back on that bulls*** Okay, I'm reloaded, strapped with a full clip Staten Island's the Borough, Park Hill, we still click Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang
my hardcore Stuff, I shine like twenty-four carat [Ol' Dirty Bastard] Roll and stroll with the party scene Nigga wanna know me as Mr. Clean Wza-wza-wza-wza-Wu-Tang
[Intro: "Shaolin Vs. Wu-Tang" sample] "Take the sword" "The sword?" "Come on, give me the sword" "Huh?" "Heh, you Wu-Tang are never gonna win" "My
every V I sit in Let me stick to the plot, since a kid I would watch My favorite channel was the music video box Daddy Kane, Rahkim, every hit he would drop Flu Dog, Wu Tang
Of the track, muthafucka, that's E 3, my love for the game It's just not the same, unless it's Gilla house And Wu-Tang Clan, in the house, cop them thangs Live together and pop
Raekwon] You know? (General, general) (Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang) What up, yeah (Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang) Suuuuuuuu, aiyo, man, the wait is over Pop
blow you down with my hardcore stuff I shine like twenty-four carat Roll and stroll with the party scene Nigga wanna know me as Mr.Clean Wza-wza-wza-wza-Wu-Tang
bombin' We usually take all niggaz garments Save ya breath before I bomb it I be that insane nigga from the psycho ward I'm on the trigger, plus I got the Wu-Tang
head, but I instead Pull my dart gun and bust sixteen until it's dead I'm The Game, all of my dogs be off the chain Yelling Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang Come and